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HYMN  BOOK 


—OF  THE- 


FREE  METHODIST 

CHUECH, 


I  will  sing  with  the  spirit  and  I  will  sing  with 
the  understanding,  also.     I.  Cor.  xiv,  15. 


ROCHESTER,  N.  Y. 

PUBLISHED  BY  B.  T.  ROBERTS 

1891. 


COPYRIGHTED   1883, 

BY 

T.  ROBERTS,  Rochester.  N.  Y. 


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God's  people  are  a  singing  people.  It  was 
foretold  that  they  should  be.  "The  ransomed  of 
the  Lord  shall  return  and  come  to  Zion  with 
songs  and  everlasting  joy  upon  their  heads." 
The  apostle  declared  "I  will  sing  with  the  spir- 
it, and  I  will  sing  with  the  understanding  also." 

A  revival  of  God's  work  is  attended  with  a  re- 
vival of  singing.  When  people  are  alive  to  God 
they  love  to  sing.  Then  the  singing  is  not  done 
by  the  few,  but  by  the  many.  For  singing  is  an 
important  part  of  divine  worship.  Those  whose 
hearts  are  right  with  God  delight  to  praise  him 
in  appropriate  songs. 

In  1878  the  General  Conference  of  the  Free 
Methodist  Church,  appointed  a  committee  of  fif- 
teen to  compile  a  Hymn  Book.  They  labored 
diligently  and  made  choice  of  some  six  hundred 
hymns.     But  the  book  was  not  published. 

The  General  Conference  of  1882,  appointed  the 
following  brethren  to  compile  a  Hymn  Book 
B.  T.  Roberts,  J.  G.  Terrill,  Joseph  Travis,  R.  W. 


Hawkins,  M.  N.  Downing  and  William  Gould. 
The  Hymn  Book  compiled  by  John  Wesley  and 
the  ft  E.  Hymn  Book  of  1849  were  to  form  the 
basis  of  their  selections.  The  Committee  met  to- 
gether, and,  with  much  prayer  for  Divine  gui- 
dance, made  the  following  selections.  It  em- 
braces some  of  the  choicest  hymns  in  the  lan- 
guage. We  claim  for  the  hymns  that  they  are 
orthodox,  evangelical,  and  generally  of  an  eleva- 
ted style  and  character. 

The  Committee  availed  themselves  of  the  labors 
of  the  Committee  appointed  in  1STS ;  and  acknowl- 
edge themselves  indebted  to  the  books  above  re- 
ferred to,  and  to  the  M.  E.  Hymnal,  the  Wesley  - 
an  Canada  Hymn  Book,  the  Primitive  Methodist 
Hymn  Book  of  Canada,  the  collection  of  Hymns 
by  Ray  Palmer  and  to  other  books  and  authors. 

The  arrangement,  we  trust,  will  be  found  to  be 
natural  and  satisfactory. 

The  copy  was  prepared  with  much  labor  by 
Rev.  Wm.  Gould 

We  commend  this  compilation  to  our  people, 
and  trust  it  may  prove  a  valuable  aid  to  them  in 
working  out  their  own  salvation  and  in  their  ef- 
forts to  spread  Scriptural  Holiness  through  these 
l-mds. 


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CONTENTS. 

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ADORATION.  Hymns 

God 1-39 

The  Trinity 40-50 

The  Father 51-54 

TheSon 55-78 

Incarnation  of  Christ 79-88 

Life  and  Death  of 89-99 

Resurrection  and  Ascension  of ,  1 00-10  ~> 

Intercession  of 106-118 

The  Holy  Spirit 119-135 

SALVATION  NEEDED. 

By  All  Mankind 136-150 

Depravity 151-155 

Life  Short  and  Uncertain 156-164 

Doom  of  the  Ungodly 165-171 

SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

The  Bible 172-180 

The  Atonement 187-199 

The  Church 200-213 

Baptism 214-218 

The  Lord's  Supper 219-229 

Fellowship 230  --56 

The  Sabbath 257-2<  6 

The  Family 267-2^7 

SALVATION  PROCLAIMED. 

The  Ministry 288-303 

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•SALVATION   OFFERED. 

Invitation   304  333 

SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

Penitence  and  Prayer  . .    334-38T 

Backsliding  Deplored 382-386 

Justification '. 3-7-409 

The  Witness  of  the  Spirit 410-421 

Sanctitication 422-485 

FRUITS  CF  SALVATION. 

Prnying 486-542 

Working  543-552 

Warring 5  "'3-572 

Submission  and  Trust 573  614 

Humiliation 615  622 

Growth 623-661 

Rejoicing 662-703 

ETERNAL    SALVATION 704-742 

MISCELLANEOUS. 

Missions 743-757 

Sunday  Schools 758-763 

Temperance 764-76i> 

Watch-night 770-776 

National 777-784 

Fasts 785-787 

Laying  a  Corner  Stone. 788-190 

Dedication 791-797 

Marriage  79  -'-800 

Funeral 801  825 

Wesley's  Last  Hymns  826-827 

Doxologies 828  832 

Graces 833-834 

Social 835-568 


HYMNS. 


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GOD. 


i  i . :-: 

1      T7ie  Creation  Invited  to  Praise  God. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  sides, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 
Le'o  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  frorn  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring; 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing; 

The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name. 

1  In  every  land  begin  the  song; 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong ; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise, 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Isaac  Wattg. 

9  L.  M. 

u  Grateful  Adoration. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 


ADORATION. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  "We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  roices  raihe : 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tcngues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  prake. 

4  YTi  le  as  the  world  is  thy  command; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love : 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shaD  stand, 
AY  hen  rolling  vears  shall  cease  to  move. 
Isaac  Waits.  AWd. 

q  L.  Li. 

O  Joy  of  Public  Worship. 

(1  RE  AT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
T    The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
"Within  thy  house.  O  God  of  grace; 
No  tents  of  ease,  or  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun.  he  makes  our  day: 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  assaiilts  of  hell  and  sin. 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow. 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
ISo  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 

And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee, 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trasts  in  thee. 

Isaac  Watt** 
2 


GOD. 

4L.  M. 
Solemn  Reverence. 
ETERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God: 
Infinite  lengths,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  Thee  while  the  first  archangel  sings, 
He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings; 
And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around 
Fall  worshiping,  and  spread  the  ground. 

S  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ; 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High. 

4  Earth,  from  afar,  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learned  to  lisp  thy  name; 
But  O !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below ; 
Be  short  our  tunes;  our  words  be  few; 
A  solemn  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

Isaac  Watts. 

S.  M. 
Exhortation  to  Praise. 


5 


A  RISE  and  bless  the  Lord, 
/l    Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Arise,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame, 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire. 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought! 
3 


ADORATION. 

1  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 
And  his  salvation  oui-s ; 

Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed, 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

>  Arise,  and  bless  the  Lord; 

The  Lord  your  God  r.dore; 
Arise,  and  bless  his  glorious  Name, 

Henceforth,  forevermore. 

James  Montgomery 

6  8.  M. 

The  Universal  King. 
COME  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  or  glory  siug ; 
Jehovah  is  "the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord ; 

We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

Isaac  Watts* 

ry  c.  m. 

I  Ashing  for  a  Blessin g. 

ONCE  more  we  come  before  our  Goc\ 
Once  more  his  blessing  ask: 
O  may  not  duty  seem  a  load, 
Nor  worship  prove  a  task, 

a  Father,  thy  quickening  Spirit  send 
From  heaven,  in  Jesus'  name, 

And  bid  our  waiting  minds  attend 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 


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3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 
Each  in  an  honest  heart; 

And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  To  seek  thee,  all  our  hearts  dispose ; 
To  each  thy  blessing  suit; 

A-nd  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows, 
Produce  abundant  fruit. 

Joseph  Hart. 

C.  M. 
Goodness  and  Mercy. 

LET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all; 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down, 
When  virtue  lies  distressed, 

Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  givest  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel, 
Thou  hear'st  thy  childrens'  cry; 

And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfill, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 
From  men  of  hearts  sincere: 

Thou  savest  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise, 
And  spread  thy  fame  abroad ; 

Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honors  of  their  God. 

Isaac  Watts. 

Q  CM. 

V  The  Fullness  of  God. 

BEING-  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise ; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 
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ADORATION. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be: 

Our  sacrifice  receive: 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 

To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

S  Heavenward  our  every  wish  aspires, 

For  all  thy  mercy's  store; 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requires, 

Is  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  as': ;  we  open  then 
Our  hearts  to  embrace  thy  will: 

Turn,  and  revive  us,  Lord,  again , 
With  all  thy  fullness  fill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 
Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad; 

So  shafi  we  ever  live,  and  move, 
And  be,  with  Christ  in  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 

8,7. 
God  of  Grace. 

PRAISE,  my  soul,  tii  s  Iving  of  heaven; 
To  his  feet  thy  tribute  i  > ring; 
Ransomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Who  like  me  his  prais3  should  singi 
Pra  ise  him !    Pra  ise  him ! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King! 

2  Praise  him  for  his  grace  and  favor 
To  our  fathers  in  distress; 

Praise  him,  still  the  same  forever, 
Slow  to  chide,  and  swift  to  bless; 
Praise  him !    Praise  him ! 
Glorious  in  his  faithfulness! 

3  Father-like  he  tends  and  spares  us, 
Well  our  feeble  frame  he  knows; 

In  his  hands  he  gently  bears  us, 
Rescues  us  from  all  our  foes: 
Praise  him !     Praise  him ! 
Widely  as  his  mercy  flows! 

Henry  Francis  Lyte. 
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11 


8,7, 


Heavenly  Joy  Anticipated. 

IN  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling-, 
We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near: 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear  ; 

Hear  with  meekness, 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 
May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee : 

Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  we  run,  nor  weary  be ; 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  cloud  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 
All  thy  people  shall  adore ; 

Sharing  then  in  rapture  greater 
Than  they  could  conceive  before: 

Full  enjoyment, 
Full  and  pure,  for  evermore. 
Thoma 


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Exhortation  to  Praise  God. 


7. 


PRAISE  the  Lord!  ye  heavens  adore  him; 
Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken; 
Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 

Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken,' 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious, 
Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 

God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious,, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 
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ADORATION. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim, 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 

Laud  and  magnify  his  name. 

John  Kempthome. 

S.  AL 
The  Sacrifice  of  Praise. 
TITH  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

To  those' bright  realms  above 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  Love. 

2  Before  thy  throne  we  bow, 
O  thou  almighty  King ; 

Here  we  present  the  soleum  vow 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  While  in  thy  house  we  kneel, 
With  trust  and  holy  fear, 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

4  Lord,  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  sing ; 

Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

Thomas  Jervis. 

1  A  L  M 

1  ^  The  Glories  of  Jehovah. 

SERVANTS  of  God,  in  -joyful  lays. 
Sing  ye  the  .Lord  Jehovah's  praise ; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

2  Blest  be  that  name,  supremely  blest, 
From  the  sun's  rising  to  its  rest;' 
Above  the  heavens  his  power  is  known, 
Through  all  the  earth  his  goodness  shown. 

3  Who  is  like  God?  so  great,  so  high, 
He  bows  himself  to  view  1  ho  s  :v : 
And  yet,  with  condescending  grace, 
Looks  down  upon  the  human  race. 


GOD. 

4  He  hears  the  unconiplainine:  moan 
Of  those  who  sit  and  weep  alone ; 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust; 
In  him  the  poor  may  safely  trust. 

5  O  then,  aloud,  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise: 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

James  Montgomery. 

1  '  L.  M. 

1  O        How  Dreadful  is  this  Place. 

OTHOU,  whom  all  thy  saints  adore, 
We  now  with  all  thy  saints  agree, 
And  bow  our  inmost  souls  before 
Thy  glorious,  awful  Majesty. 

2  We  come,  great  God,  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  for  thy  loving  kindness  wait; 

And  O,  how  dreadful  is  this  place ! 
'Tis  God's  own  house,  'tis  heaven's  gate. 

3  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh; 
To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  aspire; 

And  lo!  we  see  descend  from  high 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 

4  Still  let  it  on  the  assembly  stay, 
And  all  the  house  with  glory  fill: 

To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way 
And  lead  us  to  thy  holy  hill. 

5  There  let  us  all  with  Jesus  stand, 
And  join  the  general  Church  above, 

And  take  our  seats  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1ft  L.  M. 

1  U     The  Pleasure  of  Public  Worship. 

HOW  pleasant,  bow  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  dwellings  are ! 
With  strong  desire  my  spirit  faints 
Tc  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  :r*mts. 


ADORATION. 

2  Blest  are  the  saints  that  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty: 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

S  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace: 
Here  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion1s  gate: 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength . 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length ; 

Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 

i  rf  H.  M. 

1  I     Longing  for  GooVs  house. 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 

Thy  earthly  temples,  arei 
To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 

2  O  happy  souls  that  pray 
Where  God  delights  to  hear  ! 

O  happy  men  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there ! 
They  praise  thee  still ;  and  happy  they 
Who  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill ! 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 

Till  each  o'ercomes  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appeal's: 
O  glorious  seat!  thou  God,  our  King, 
Shalt  thither  bring  our  willing  feet. 
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GOD. 

4  The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 

His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves, 

From  holy,  humble  souls : 
Thrice  happy  he,  O  Lord  of  Hosts, 
Whose  spirit  trusts  alone  in  thee ! 

Isaac  Watts. 

1  Q  CM. 

I O        Majesty  and  Love  of  God. 

MY  GOD,  how  wonderful  thou  art, 
Thy  majesty  how  bright, 
How  beautiful  thy  mercy-seat 
In  depths  o£  burning  light! 

2  How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years. 
O  everlasting  Lord, 

By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 
Incessantly  adored! 

3  How  beautiful,  how  beautiful, 
The  sight  of  thee  must  be, 

Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power, 
And  awful  purity! 

4  O  how  I  fear  thee,  living  G-od, 
With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 

And  worship  thee  with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears. 

5  Yet  may  I  love  thee  too,  O  Lord, 
Almighty  as  thou  art ; 

For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  for  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

6  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee, 
No  mother  half  so  mild 

Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

7  Father  of  Jesus,  love's  reward ! 
What  rapture  will  it  be, 

Prostrate  before  thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze,  and  gaze  on  thee. 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 
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ADORATION. 

rQ  H.  M. 

v     Greatness  and  Condescension. 
T^HE  Lord  Johovah  reign:,, 
JL     His  throne  is  built  on  high; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  an:l  majesty: 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe; 

His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law ; 
And  where  his  love  resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms  and  seals  trie  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  mighty  works 
Amazing  wisdom  slimes; 

Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  all  their  dark  designs; 
Strong  is  his  arm.  and  shall  fulfill 
His  great  decrees  and  sovereign  will. 

4  And  will  this  sovereign  King 
Of  glory  condescend, 

And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend? 

1  love  his  name,  I  love  his  word ; 
Join  all  my  powers  to  praise  the  Lord. 

Isaac  Watts. 

OA  C.  M. 

CXl     God,  the  only  Object  of  Worship. 

OGOD,  our  strength,  to  thee  our  song 
With  grateful  hearts  we  raise; 
To  thee,  and  thee  alone,  belong 
All  worship,  love,  and  praise. 

2  In  trouble's  dark  and  stormy  hour, 
Thine  ear  hath  heard  our  prayer* 

And  graciously  thine  arm  of  power 
Hath  saved  us  from  despair, 
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3  And  thou,  0  ever  gracious  Lord, 
Wilt  keep  thy  promise  still, 

If,  meekly  hearkening  to  thy  word, 
We  seek  to  do  thy  will. 

4  Led  by  the  light  thy  grace  imparts, 
Ne'er  may  we  bow  the  knee 

To  idols,  which  our  wayward  hearts 
Set  up  instead  of  thee. 

5  So  shall  thy  choicest  gifts,  O  Lord, 
Thy  faithful  people  bless ; 

For  them  shall  earth  its  stores  afford, 
And  heaven  its  happiness. 

Harriet  Auber. 

01  C.  M. 

u  1     Confession,  Prayer,  and  Praise. 

LORD !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 
And  our  confession  pour, 
O  may  we  feel  the  sins  wc  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  contrite  spirits  pitying  see ; 
True  penitence  impart ; 

And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 
Beam  peace  into  each  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 
May  we  our  wills  resign ; 

And  not  a  thought  our  bccom  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  And  when,  with  heart  and  voice,  wo  strive 
Our  grateful  hymns  to  raise, 

Let  love  divine  within  113  live, 
And  fill  our  souls  with  praise. 

5  Then,  on  thy  glories  while  iva  dwell, 
Thy  mercies  we'll  review ; 

With  love  divine,  transported,  tell — 
Thou,  God,  art  Father  too: 

Joseph  D.  Carlyle. 
IB 


ADORATION. 

29  L.  M.  6  1. 

u  God  is  in  this  Place. 

LO 1  G-od  is  here !  let  us  adore, 
And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 

And  silent  bow  before  his  face; 
Who  know  his  power,  his  grace  who  prove. 
Serve  him  with  awe,  with  reverence  love. 

2  Lo!  God  is  here!  him  day  and  night 
In  hallowed  songs  the  angels  sing: 

To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  hoot  their  noblest  praises  bring : 
Disdain  not,  Lord,  our  meaner  song, 
Who  praise  thee  with  a  stammering  tongue. 

3  Being  of  beings  I  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 

Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will; 
To  thee  may  all  our  thoughts  arise, 
Ceaseless,  accepted  sacrifice. 

Gerhard  Terdeegen,  Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

9Q  C.  M. 

60  Omniscience. 

LORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee ; 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest, 

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 
Before  they're  formed  within, 

And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  th3  word 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge  !  deep  and  high ! 
Where  can  a  creature  hide? 

Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 
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5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Secured  by  sov'reign  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 

9  A  L.  M. 

/J±  Immanuel,  God  with  us. 

ETERNAL  depth  of  love  divine, 
In  Jesus,  God  with  us,  displayed ; 
How  bright  thy  beaming  glories  shine ! 
How  wide  thy  healing  streams  are  spread! 

2  With  whom  dost  thou  delight  to  dwell? 
Sinners,  a  vile  and  thankless  race! 

O  God,  what  tongue  aright  can  tell 
How  vast  thy  love,  how  great  thy  grace ! 

3  The  dictates  of  thy  sovereign  will 
"With  joy  our  gratef ul  hearts  receive ; 

All  thy  delight  in  us  fulfill ; 
Lo,  all  we  are  to  thee  we  give. 

4  To  thy  sure  love,  thy  tender  care, 
Our  flesh,  soul,  spirit,  we  resign ; 

O  fix  thy  sacred  presence  there, 
And  seal  the  abode  forever  thine. 

L.  Zinzendorf,  Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

t)'  L.  M. 

uO      The  Attributes  of  God  Infinite. 

OGOD,  thou  bottomless  abyss! 
Thee  to  perfection  who  can  know? 
O  height  immense !  What  words  suffice 
Thy  countless  attributes  to  show? 

2  Unfathomable  depths  thou  art ; 
O  plunge  me  in  thy  mercy's  sea! 

Voicl  of  time  wisdom  is  my  heart ; 
With  love  embrace  andcover  me. 

3  Eternity  thy  fountain  was, 

Which,  like  thee,  no  beginning  knew ; 
Thou  wast  ere  time  began  his  race, 
Ere  glowed  with  stars  the  ethereal  blue. 
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ADORATION. 

4  Greatness  unspeakable  is  thine, 
( rreatness,  whose  undiminished  ray, 

When  short-lived  worlds  are  lost,  shall  shine, 
When  earth  and  heaven  are  fled  away. 

Op  L.  M. 

/OU  SECOND  PART. 

UNCHANGEABLE,  all-perfect  Lord, 
Essential  life's  unbounded  sea, 
What  lives  and  moves,  lives  by  thy  word; 
It  lives,  and  moves,  and  is  from  thee. 

2  High  is  thy  power  above  all  height; 

Whate'er  thy  will  decrees  is  done;  i 

Thy  wisdom,  equal  to  thy  might, 

Only  to  thee,  O  God,  is  known  I 

^Heaven's  glory  is  thy  awful  throne, 
Yet  earth  partakes  thy  gracious  sway; 

Vain  man !  thy  wisdom  folly  own, 
Lost  is  thy  reason's  feeble  ray. 

4  What  our  dim  eye  could  never  see, 
Is  plain  and  naked  to  thy  sight: 

What  thickest  darkness  veils,  to  thee 
Shines  clearly  as  the  morning  light. 

5  In  light  thou  dwell'st;  light  that  no  shade, 
No  variation  ever  knew ; 

Heaven,  earth,  and  hell,  stand  all  displayed, 
And  open  to  thy  piercing  view. 

Ernest  Lange,  Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

t)rt  L.  M. 

U  I  Omnipresence. 

LORD  of  all  being !  throned  afar, 
Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star ; 
Center  and  soul  of  every  sphere, 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near! 

2  Sun  of  our  life,  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day ; 
Star  of  our  hope,  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 
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3  Our  midnight  is  thy  pmile  withdrawn;" 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn ; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign ; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  thine! 

4  Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above, 

Whose  Jight  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is  love, 
Before  thy  ever-blazing  throne 
We  ask  no  luster  of  our  own. 

5  Grant  us  thy  truth  to  make  us  free, 
And  kindling  hearts  that  bum  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame. 

Oliver  W.  Holmes. 

OQ  7. 

/CO         Blessings  Implored. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
O  do  not  our  suit  disdain; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion  now  descend ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,,  here  wo  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford ; 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 
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ADORATION. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee,  a  gracious  God  and  kind ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

William  Hammond. 

9Q  8> 7- 

/JV      GocVs  glory  in  Redemptioyi. 

MIGHTY  God!  while  angels  bless  thee, 
May  a  mortal  lisp  thy  name  2 
Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels, 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme: 
Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation 
Be  thy  just  and  awful  praise. 

2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature, 
Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought ; 

For  the  wonders  of  creation, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought; 
For  thy  providence,  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain, 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow; 

Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign! 

3  For  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 
Bright,  though  veiled  in  darkness  long, 

Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression ; 

Who  can  sing  that  wondrous  song? 
Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory! 

Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie? 
Break,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence, 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die: — 

4  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 
To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe, 

Came  to  ransom  guilty  captives: 
Flow,  my  praise,  forever  flow! 
Re-ascend,  immortal  Saviour; 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne ; 
Thence  return  and  reign  forever; 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own ! 

Robert  Robinson. 
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OU  God's  Protection. 

C1ALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 
J    Rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade ; 
In  his  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  nor  ever  be  dismayed; 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare ; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 
In  eternal  safety  there. 

2  From  the  sword  at  noon-day  wasting, 
From  the  noisome  pestilence, 

In  the  depth  of  midnight  blasting, 
God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence; 

Fear  thou  not  the  deadly  quiver, 
When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow; 

Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver, 
Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 

3  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 
Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 

With  the  wings  of  his  protection, 
He  will  shield  thee  from  above: 

Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 
He  will  hearken,  he  will  save; 

Here  for  grief  reward  thee  double, 
Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

James  Montgomery. 

Ol  L.  M. 

01  Infinite  Wisdom. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord!  'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise: 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  number,  calls  their  names; 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 
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ADORATION. 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord!  exalt  him  high, 
"Who  spreads  has  clouds  along  the  sky; 
There  he  prepares  tht  f mitful  rain, 
Kor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn ; 
He  clothes  the  srniling  fields  with  corn ; 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  "What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  i 
Thcj  sprightly  man  or  warlike  horse  ? 
'lie  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb? 

All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

G_But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight; 
lie  views  his  children  with  delight: 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
He  looks  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 

qO  L.  M. 

O/Ci  Holiness. 

HOLY  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none; 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thine  own ; 
A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 
Is  ours, — a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Thine  only  glory  we,  declare ; 
And,  humbled  into  gpthing,  own, 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone: 

3  Sole,  self -existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  hosts  adored, 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty: 

4  Thy  power  unparalleled  confess, 
Established  on  the  Rock  of  peace ; 
The  Rock  that  never  shall  remove, 
The  Rock  of  pure,  almighty  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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GOD. 

OQ  E-  M. 

DD  True  Worship  Everywhere  Accepted. 

OTHOU,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 
The  psalmist's  sacred  harp  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  song  sublime, 
And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue. 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 
The  favored  worshiper  may  dwell, 

Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat  weary  at  the  Patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 
The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer 

The  incense  of  the  heart,  may  rise 
To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  O  thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time 
The  holy  prophet's  harp  was  strung ; 

To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clime, 
Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

John  Pierpont. 

QA     *  "C.t 

Oi:  The  Thought  of  God. 

OHOW  the  thought  of  God  attracts 
And  draws  the  heart  from  earth, 
And  sickens  it  of  passing  shows 
And  dissipating  mirth. 

2  'Tis  not  enough  to  save  our  souls, 
To  shun  the  eternal  fires: 

The  thought  of  God  will  rouse  the  heai-t 
To  more  sublime  desires. 

3  God  only  is  the  creature's  home, 
Though  rough  and  strait  the  road ; 

Yet  nothing  less  can  satisfy 
The  love  that  longs  for  Gcd. 

4  O  utter  but  the  name  of  God 
Down  in  your  heart  of  hearts, 

And  see  how  from  the  world  at  once 
All  tempting  light  departs! 
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ADORATION. 

5  A  trusting  heart,  a  yearning  eye, 

Can  win  their  way  above ; 
If  mountains  can  be  moved  by  faith, 

Is  there  less  power  in  love? 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 

OK  H.  M. 

Ot)        Parting — to  Meet  Ago  in. 

JESUS,  accept  the  praise 
That  to  thy  name  belongs ; 
Matter  of  all  our  lays, 
Subject  of  all  our  songs ; 
Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

2  In  flesh  we  part  awhile, 
But  still  in  spirit  joined. 

To  embrace  the  happy  toil 
Thou  hast  to  each  assigned ; 
And  while  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

3  O  let  us  thus  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways, 
And,  armed  with  patience,  ran 

With  joy  the  appointed  race. 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

4  There  we  shall  meet  again, 
When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
And  parting  are  no  more: 
We  shall  with  all  our  brethren  rise 
And  see  thee  in  the  flaming  skies. 

5  O  happy,  happy  day, 
That  calls  thy  exile3  home ; 

The  heavens  shall  pass  away, 
The  earth  receive  its  doom : 
Earth  we  shall  view,  and  heaven,  destroyed 
And  shout  above  the  ilery  void. 
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6  Then  let  ns  wait  the  sound, 

That  shall  our  souls  release; 
And  labor  to  be  found 
Of  him  in  spotless  peace, 
In  perfect  holiness  renewed, 
Adorned  with  Christ,  and  meet  for  God 
Chaises  Wesley. 


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Tribute  of  Praise  at     Parting. 


CHRISTIANS,  brethren,  ere  we  part 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore ; 

There  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  thee,  thou  God  of  heaven, 
Be  eternal  glory  given: 

Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 
May  our  hearts  be  ever  thine. 

Henry  Kirlce  Wliite* 


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C.  M. 

God's  Attributes. 

OGOD,  thy  power  is  wonderful, 
Thy  glory  passing  bright, 
Thy  wisdom,  with  its  deep  on  deep, 
A  rapture  to  the  sight. 

2  I  see  thee  in  the  eternal  years 
In  glory  all  alone, 

Ere  round  thine  uncreated  fires 
Created  fight  had  shone. 

3  I  see  thee  walk  in  Eden's  shade, 
I  see  thee  all  through  time ; 

Thy  patience  and  compassion  seem 
New-  attributes  sublime. 
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ADORATION. 

4  I  see  thee  when  the  doom  is  o'er, 
And  outworn  time  is  done, 

Still,  still  incomprehensible, 
O  God,  yet  not  alone. 

5  Angelic  spirits,  countless  souls, 
Of  thee  have  drunk  their  nil; 

And  to  eternity  will  drink 
Thy  joy  and  glory  still. 

6  O  little  heart  of  mine !  shall  pain 
Or  sorrow  make  thee  moan, 

When  all  this  God  is  all  for  thee, 
A  Father  all  thine  own  \ 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 

DO  8,  7. 

OO  Dismission. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing; 
Bid  us  now  depart  in  peace; 
Still  on  heavenly  manna  feeding. 

Let  our  faith  and  love  increase: 
Fill  each  breast  with  consolation ; 
Up  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise: 
When  we  reach  our  blissful  station, 
Then  we'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 
Edwin  Smythe. 

QQ  8,  7,  4. 

"JO  For  the  Fullness  of  Peace  and  Joy. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace, 
Let  us  each  thy  love  possessing; 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 

O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound ; 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 


THE  TRINIT.Y. 

8  So,  whene'er  the  signal'^  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

Walter  Shirley. 


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THE  TRINITY, 

I,  M.  61. 

Te  Deum  Lavxlar.ias."1 

fNFINITE  God,  to  thee  wo  raise 

J_    Our  hearts  in  solemn  songs  of  praise, 

•5y  all  thy  works  on  earth  adored, 

Nq  worship  thee  the  common  Lord ; 

The  everlasting  Father  own, 

A.nd  bow  our  souls  before  thy  throne. 

I  God  of  the  patriarchal  race, 

The  ancient  seers  record  thy  praise ; 

The  goodly  apostolic  band 

In  highest  joy  and  glory  stand ; 

And  all  the  saints  and  prophets  join 

To  extol  thy  majesty  divine. 

3  Head  of  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Of  thee  they  justly  make  their  boast ; 
The  church  to  earth's  remotest  bounds, 
Her  heavenly  Founder's  praise  resounds ; 
And  strives  with  those  around  the  throne. 
To  hymn  the  mystic  Three  in  One. 

4  Father  of  endless  majesty,    . 
All  might  tmd  love  we  render  thee ; 
Thy  true  and  only  Son  adore, 
The  same  La  dignity  and  power; 
And  God  the  Holy  Ghost  declare, 
The  saint';'  eternal  Comforter. 

Charles  Wcsle 


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ADORATION. 

CM. 


Joining  with  Angels. 

A  THOUSAND  oracles  divine 
Their  common  beams  unite ; 
That  sinners  may  with  angels  join 
To  warship  God  aright: 

2  To  praise  a  Trinity  adored 
By  all  the  hosts  above ; 

And  one  thrice-holy  God  and  Lord 
Through  endless  ages  love. 

3  Triumphant  host !  they  never  cease 
To  laud  and  magnify 

The  Triune  God  <  >f  Holiness, 
"Whose  glory  fills  the  sky. 

4  "Whose  glory  to  this  earth  extends, 
"When  God  himself  imparts, 

And  the  whole  Trinity  descends 
Into  our  faithful  hearts. 

5  But  God  made  flesh  is  wholly  ours, 
And  asks  our  nobler  strain ; 

The  Father  of  celestial  powers, 
The  Friend  of  earth-bora  man ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

Ai)  L.  M.  6X 

Tu  Veni,  Creator. 

C1REATOR,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 
J    The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come  visit  every  waiting  mind, 
Come  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind; 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  thy  temples  worthy  thee. 

2  O  Source  of  uncreated  heat. 
The  Father's  promised  Paraclete ! 
Thrice  holy  Fount,  immortal  Fire, 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire: 
Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring, 
To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 


THE  TRINITY. 

3  Plenteous  of  grace,  descend  from  high," 
Rich  in  thy  sevenfold  energy ! 

Thou  strength  of  his  almighty  hand, 
Whose  power  does  heaven  and  earth  command 
Refine  and  purge  our  earthly  parts, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  our  hearts. 

4  Create  all  new;  our  wills  control, 
Subdue  the  rebel  in  our  soul ; 
Chase  from  our  minds  the  subtle  foe ; 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  faith,  bestow: 
And,  lest  again  we  go  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  the  way. 

5  Immortal  honors,  endleas  fame, 
Attend  the  Almighty  Father's  name; 
The  Saviour  Son  be  glorified, 

Who  for  lost  man's  redemption  died; 
And  equal  adoration  be, 
Eternal  Comforter,  to  thee ! 

John  Biyden. 


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a  m. 

The  Godhead  Reconciled. 

pOME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
*  J    One  G-od  in  persons  three ; 
Bring  back  the  heavenly  blessing  lost 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thy  favor  and  thy  nature  too. 
To  me,  to  all  restore ; 

Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  me  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Display  thy  beams  divine, 

And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

4  Light,  in  thy  light.  O  may  I  see, 
Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove ; 

Revived,  and  cheered,  and  blest  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pardoning  love. 
2? 


ADORATION. 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 
And  let  thy  happy  child 

Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconciled. 

6  That  all-comprising  peace  bestow 
On  me,  through  grace  forgiven ; 

The  joys  of  holiness  below, 
And" then  the  joys  of  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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C.  M. 
Creator  and  Saviour. 

HAIL,  Father,  Son.  and  Spirit  great, 
Before  the  birth  of  time 
Enthroned  in  everlasting  state, 
Jehovah  Eloheim  ! 

2  A  mystical  plurality 

We  in  the  Godhead  own, 
Adoring  One  in  Persons  Three, 
And  Three  in  Nature  One. 

3  From  thee  our  being  we  receive, 
The  creatures  of  thy  grace ; 

And,  raised  out  of  the  earth,  we  live 
To  sing  our  Maker's  praise. 

4  Thy  powerful,  wise,  and  loving  mind 
Did  our  creation  plan ; 

And  all  the  glorious  Persons  joined 
To  form  thy  favorite,  man. 

5  Again  thou  didst,  in  council  met, 
Thy  ruined  work  restore, 

Established  in  our  first  estate, 
To  forfeit  it  no  more. 

6  And  when  we  rise  in  love  renewed, 
Our  souls  resemble  thee ; 

An  image  of  the  Triune  God, 
To  all  eternitv. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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THE  TRINITY. 

AZ  H.  M.  " 

±U  The  Uyiiversal  King. 

YOUNG-  men  and  maidens,  raise 
Your  tuneful  voices  high ; 
Old  men  and  children,  praise 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky: 
Him  three  in  one,  and  one  in  three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

2  The  universal  King 

Let  all  the  world  proclaim; 
Let  every  creature  sing 

His  attributes  and  name : 
Him  three  in  one,  and  one  in  three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

3  In  his  great  name  alone 
All  excellences  meet, 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  shall  forever  sit: 
Him  three  in  one,  and  one  in  three, 
^xtol  to  all  eternity. 

4  Glory  to  God  belongs; 
Glory  to  God  be  given, 

Above  the  noblest  songs, 
Of  all  in  earth  and  heaven: 
Him  three  in  one,  and  one  in  three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

Chart,  s  Wesley, 


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C.  M. 
One  God  in  Three  Persons. 


HAIL,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 
One  God  in  persons  three ; 
Of  thee  we  make  our  joyful  boast, 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Present  alike  in  every  place, 

Thy  Godhead  we  adore: 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  snace 

Thou  dwellest  evermore. 
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ADORATION. 

3  In  wisdom  infinite  thou  art. 
Thine  eye  doth  all  things  see ; 

And  every  thought  of  every  heart 
Is  fully  known  to  thee. 

4  Thou  lov'st  whateer  thy  hands  have  made' 
Thy  goodness  we  rehearse, 

In  shining  characters  displayed 
Throughout  the  universe. 

5  "Wherefore  let  every  creature  give 
To  thee  the  praise  designed ; 

But  chiefly,  Lord,  the  thanks  receive, — 
The  hearts,  of  all  mankind. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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6,' 
Praise  to  tlie  Trinity. 

f\OME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
\J    Help  us  thy  name  to  sing. 

Help  us  to  praise: 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  <>ur  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall; 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made; 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stayed; 

Lord  hear  our  call 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  "Word,, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend; 
Come,  and  thj'  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success: 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 
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THE  TRINITY. 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour: 
Thou  who  Almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 

5  To  the  great  One  and  Three 
Eternal  praises  be 

Hence,  evermore. 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

Charles  Wesley. 


L.  M 


T:0  LorcVs  Pt-ayer. 

FATHER  of  all,  whose  powerful  voice 
Called  forth  this  universal  frame ! 
Whose  mercies  over  all  rejoice, 

Through  endless  ages  still  the  same: 
Thou  by  thy  word  upholdest  all; 

Thy  bounteous  love  to  all  is  showed : 
Thou  hear'st  thy  every  creature's  call, 
And  fillest  every  mouth  with  good. 

2  In  heaven  thou  reign'st  enthroned  in  light, 
Nature's  expanse  before  thee  spread; 

Earth,  air,  and  sea,  before  thy  sight. 
And  hell's  deep  gloom,  are  open  laid: 

"Wisdom,  and  might,  and  love,  are  thine ; 
Prostrate  before  thy  face  we  fall, 

Confess  thine  attributes  divine, 
And  hail  thee  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 

3  Thee  sovereign  Lord  let  all  confess, 
That  moves  in  earth,  or  air,  or  sky ; 

Revere  thy  power,  thy  goodness  bless, 
Tremble  before  thy  piercing  eye: 

All  ye,  who  owe  to  him  your  birth, 
In  praise  your  every  hour  employ: 

Jehovah  reigns!  be  glad,  O  earth;  * 

And  shout,  ye  morning  stars,  for  joy. 
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ADORATION. 


SECOND  PART. 


SON  of  thy  Sire's  eternal  love, 
Take  to  thyself  thy  mighty  power. 
Let  all  earth's  sous  thy  mercy  prove, 

Let  all  thy  bleeding  grace  adore: 
The  triumphs  of  thy  love  display ; 
In  every  heart  reign  thou  alone, 
Till  all  thy  foes  confess  thy  sway, 
And  glory  ends  what  grace  begun. 

2  Spirit  of  grace,  and  health,  and  power, 
Fountain  of  light  and  love  below ; 

Abroad  thy  healing  influence  shower, 

O'er  all  the  nations  let  it  flow: 
Inflame  our  hearts  with  perfect  love, 

In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfill ; 
So  uot  heaven's  host  shall  swifter  move, 

Than  wo  on  earth,  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Father,  'tis  thine  each  day  to  yield 
Thy  children's  wants  a  fresh  supply, 

To  clothe  the  lilies  of  the  field, 

And  hear  young  ravens  when  they  cry : 
On  thee  we  cast  our  care;  we  live 

Through  thee,  who  know'st  our  every  neod; 
O  feed  us  with  thy  grace,  and  give 

Our  souls  this  day  the  living  bread ! 


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THIRD  PART. 


ETERNAL,  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
Before  the  world's  foundation  slain, 
Sprinkle  U3  ever  with  thy  blood ; 

O  cleanse,  and  keep  vis  ever  clean ! 
Tj  every  soul  (all  praise  to  thee!) 

Our  hearts  in  deep  compassion  move ; 
And  dll  mankind  by  this  may  see 
God  is  in  us:  for  God  is  love. 
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THE  FATHEIt. 

2  Giver  and  Lord  of  life,  whose  power    -  - 
And  guardian  care  for  all  are  free, 

To  thee  in  fierce  temptation's  hour, 

From  sin  and  Satan  let  us  flee: 
Thine,  Lord,  we  are,  and  ours  thou  art, 

In  us  be  all  thy  goodness  showed ; 
Renew,  enlarge,  and  fill  our  heart 

With  peace,  and  joy,  and  heaven,  and  God. 

3  Blessing  and  honor,  praise  and  love, 
Co-equal,  co-eternal  Three, 

In  earth  below,  in  heaven  above, 
By  all  thy  works,  be  paid  to  thee! 

Thrice  Holy !  thine  the  kingdom  is, 
The  power  omnipotent  is  thine; 

And  when  created  nature  dies, 
Thy  never-ceasing  glories  shine. 

John  Wesley. 

THE  FATHER 

0 1  The  Author  of  Every  Good. 

FATHER,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift; 
My  soul  on  thee  depends ; 
Convinced  that  every  perfect  gift 
From  thee  alone  descends. 

2  Mercy  and  grace  are  thine  alone, 
And  power  and  wisdom  too ; 

Without  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
We  nothing  good  can  do. 

8  We  cannot  speak  one  useful  worn, 

One  holy  thought  conceive, 
Unless,  in  answer  to  our  Lord 

Thyself  the  blessing  give. 

4  His  blood  demands  the  purchased  grace 

His  blood's  availing  plea 
Obtained  the  help  for  all  our  race,  * 

And  sends  it  down  to  me. 
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ADORATION. 

5  Thou  all  our  works  in  us  ha.st  wrought: 
Our  good  is  all  divine: 

The  praise  of  every  virtuous  thought, 
And  righteous  word,  is  thiue. 

6  From  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  re<  «ivo 
The  power  on  thee  to  call, 

In  whom  we  are,  and  move,  aud  live; 
Our  God  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 

KC)  L.  M. 

V u  Incomprehensibly    Glorious. 

(^OD  is  a  name  my  soul  adores, 
J    The  almighty  Three,  the  eternal  One: 
Nature  and  grace   with  all  their  powers, 
Confess  the  Infinite  Unknown. 

3  Thy  voice  produced  the  sea  and  spheres ; 

Bade  the  waves  roar,  the  planets  shine ; 
But  nothing  like  thyself  appears 

Through  all  these  spacious  works  of  thine. 

3  Still  restless  nature  dies  and  grows ; 
From  change  to  change  the  creatures  run: 

Thy  being  no  succession  knows. 
And  all  thy  vast  designs  are  one. 

i  A  glance  of  thine  runs  through  the  glol>e, 
Rules  the  bright  worlds,  and  m<  >ves  their  frame; 

Of  light  tin  >u  form'st  thy  dazzling  robe; 
Thy  ministers  are  living  flame. 

5  How  shall  polluted  mortals  dare 

To  sing  thy  glory  or  thy  grace? 
Beneath  thy  feet  we  lie  afar, 

And  see  but  shadows  of  thy  face. 

G  TTho  can  behold  the  blazing  light  \ 

"Who  can  approach  consuming  flame  \ 
None  but  thy  wisdom  knows  thy  might; 
None  but  thy  word  can  speak  thy  name. 

kaac  Watts 
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THE   FATHER. 

'JO     The  Heavens  Declare  His  Glory.' 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim: 
The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  Hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What,  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  the  dark,  terrestrial  ball ; 
What,  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found ; 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice,, 
Forever  singing  as  they  shine, 
The  Hand  that  made  us  is  divine. 

Joseph  Addison. 


C.  M. 
Glory,  Mercy,  Grace. 


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FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines; 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs. 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 

In  their  divinest  forms; 


ADORATION. 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 
Nor  can  a  creature  say, 

Vv  hether  his  justice  or  his  grace 
Shines  with  the  brighter  ray. 

4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heavenly  plains; 

Bright  seraphs  learn  Imn  anuel's  name, 
And  try  then*  choicest  strains. 

5.  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 

Isaac  Watts,  alfi. 

THE  SON. 

KK  CM. 

00  Praise  the  Redeemer. 

OFOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 
Assist  me  to  proclaim, 

To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus !  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 

Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancelled  sin, 
He  sets  the  prisoner  free ; 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks,  and,  list'ning  to  his  voice* 
New  life  the  dead  receive ; 

The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 


6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 
Your  loosened  tongues  employ ; 

Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come ; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

CharUt   Wesley. 

00        Crown  Hint,  Lord  of  AIL 
A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 
ix    Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 

Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe. 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 

We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Edward  Perronet. 

Krf  C.  M. 

V  I  Worshiping  the  Lamb. 

flOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
J    With  angels  round  the  throne: 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 

But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus: 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 
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ADORATIOX 

S  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 

Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Itaae  Watts 


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C.  If 
The  Heavenly  Guest. 

CtOME,  l"t  us  who  in  Christ  believe, 
/    Our  common  Saviour  praise : 
To  him.  with  joyful  voices,  give 
The  glory  of  Ms  grace, 

2  He  now  stands  knocking  at  the  door 
Of  every  sinners  heart: 

The  worst  need  keep  him  oat  no  more; 
Or  force  him  to  depart. 

3  Through  grace  we  hearken  to  thy  voice, 
Yield  to  be  saved  from  sin. 

In  sore  and  certain  hope  rejoice, 
That  thou  wilt  enter  in. 

4  i  •  me  quickly  in,  thou  heavenly  Gtaest, 
Nor  ever  hence  remove : 

But  sup  with  us.  and  let  the  feast 
Be  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wedey. 

-Q  I*   M. 

*J*J     Tribute  of  Frai.^:  to  the  Saviour. 

JESUS,  thou  everlasting  King. 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring : 
Accep   thy  well  deserved  renown. 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  arom 


THE  SON. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
Like  oar  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee: 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  received  the  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 

0  may  it  ever,  ever  stay : 

Nor  let  our  faith  f orsake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

4  Let  every  moment  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Watts. 

DU  His  Supreme  Divinity. 

THE  day  of  Christ,  the  day  of  God, 
We  humbly  hope  with  joy  to  see, 
Washed  in  the  sanctifying  blood 
Of  an  incarnate  Deity. 

2  Who  did  for  us  his  life  resign : 
There  is  no  other  God  but  one ; 

For  all  the  plenitude  divine 
Resides  in  the  eternal  Son. 

3  Spotless,  sincere,  without  offence, 
O  may  we  to  his  day  remain, 

Who  trust  the  blood  of  Christ  to  cleanse 
Our  souls  from  every  sinful  stain. 

4  Lord,  we  believe  the  promise  sure; 
The  purchased  Comforter  impart: 

Apply  thy  blood  to  make  us  pure, 
To  keep  us  pure  in  life  and  heart. 

Charles  Wetley. 

a  1  L.  M. 

0 1  Excellency  of  Christfs  Religion. 

LET  everlasting  glories  crown 
Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord 
Thy  hands  have  brought  saltation  down, 
And  writ  the  blessing  in  thy  vord. 


Adoration'. 

v  Iii  vain  our  trembling  conscience  seeks 
Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon; 

With  long  despair  our  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  tlieo  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 
How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands! 

Thy  promises,  how  firm" they  be! 
How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands' 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 
Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 

I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies. 
And  bind  thy  Gospel  to  my  heart. 

Isaac  Walts. 


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Claiming  the  Promise. 


S.  M. 


JESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 
Thy  promised  presence  claim ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 
Which  here  we  come  to  prove ; 

Thy  name  i ;  life,  and  health,  and  pea 
And  everlasting  love. 

3  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 
Or  selfishness  we  meet; 

From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget, 

4  We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 
Which  thou  hast  freely  given; 

We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  >  ;ike, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

5  Present  we  know  thou  art, 
ButO,  thyself  reveal! 

Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
The  mighty  comfort  feel. 
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THE  SON. 

6  O  rnaj  thy  quickening  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 

In  hope  of  perfect  love. 

CJiarks  Wesley. 


I\D  S.  M. 

\jO    The  Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

3  Sing  of  his  dying  love ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 

For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Ye  pilgrims,  on  the  road 
To  Zion's  city,  sing ; 

Rejoice  ye  in  the  Lamb  of  God,. 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come;" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

5  There  shall  each  raptured  tongue 
His  endless  praise  proclaim ; 

And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

William  Hammond. 


MS.  M. 
Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Co  aid  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  our  stain. 
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ADORATION. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb 
Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 

A  Sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  feel  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb,  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  trust  his  bleeding  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 


VU     The  Glory  of  His  Kingdom 

HAIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son ! 
Hail,  i*j  the  time  appointed, 
His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free; 
^o  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong, 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  givo  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  tuna  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying. 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

8  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  f  i  uitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  : 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go, 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 
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4  To  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove: 
His  name  shall  stand  forever: 

That  name  to  us  is  Love. 

Jam  es  Mon  tgomery* 

00  C..M. 

UU         The  Promised  Blessing. 

SEE,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see ; 
The  promised  blessing  give ; 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 
Who  in  thy  name  are  joined; 

We  wait,  according  to  thy  word. 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here. 
But  O,  thyself  reveal; 

'Son  of  the  living  God,  appear! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feel. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  thi"  cur  day, 
.  And  these  dry  bones  shall  live: 

Speak  peace  into  our  hearts,  and  sav, 
The  Holy  Ghost  receive. 

5  Whom  now  we  seek,  0  may  we  meet, 
Jesus,  the  crucified ; 

Show  us  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  hast  died. 

6  Cause  us  the  record  to  receive, 
Speak,  and  the  tokens  show, 

"O  be  not  faithless,  but  believe 
In  me,  who  died  for  you." 

Charles  Wesley, 
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ADORATION. 

0  /   The  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life. 
rpHOU  art  the  Way:  to  thee  alone, 
_L     From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth :  thy  word  alone 
True  wisdom  can  impart; 

Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life:  the  rending  tomb 
Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm ; 

And  those  who" put  their  trust  in  thee, 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life; 
Grant  us  that  way  to  know, 

That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to.  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

George  W.  Doane. 

QO  S,7. 

\JO        Love  to  Christ  Crucified. 

1"  LOVE  the  holy  Son  of  God, 

_L    Who  onco  this  vale  of  sorrow  trod, 

And  bore  our  sins,  a  dreadful  load, 

On  Calvary's  sacred  mountain ; 
There  on  the  cross  he  mournful  hung, 
The  sport  of  many  an  impious  tongue, 
While  pains  immense  his  nature  wrung, 

And  streamed  life's  crimson  fountain. 

2  Ne'er  was,  nor  shall  be  such  distress, . 
Nor  such  amazing  proof  as  this, 
Of  mercy,  love  and  tenderness, 

That  our  Redeemer's  given ; 
Not  one,  among  the  hosts  above, 
Can  comprehend  the  matchless  love 
Which  did  within  his  bosom  move 

And  bring  him  down  from  heaven. 
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THE   SON. 

8  How  ardent  ought  my  love  to  be 

For  him  who's  done  so  much  for  me; 

My  service  constant,  faithful,  free, 

And  all  my  powers  employing; 

1  ought  his  cross  with  pleasure  bear, 
And  place  my  all  of  glory  there. 

In  his  reproach  most  gladly  share, 
In  tribulation  joying. 

4  And  never  shall  it  be  concealed, 
He  hath  himself  in  me  revealed ; 
For  all  my  sins  a  pardon  sealed ; 

I  feel  his  blessed  favor; 
In  him  I  do  and  will  rejoice, 
I'll  praise  him  with  a  cheerful  voice, 
Until  the  theme  my  tongue  employs 

In  heaven  above  forever. 

Bev.  Asa  Abel. 

f)Q  C.  P.M. 

U  V      Make  His  Praise  Glorious. 

0  COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
0  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine, 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the -heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine, 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine ; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  has  glories  known. 
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ADORATION. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  homo. 

And  I  shall  see  his  face ; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Frien<  1 . 
A  blest  eternity  111  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

Samuel  Medley. 

7 a  c.  r.  :.i. 

I  \J      I  will  Sing  with  the  Spirit. 

JESUS,  thou  soul  of  all  our  joys, 
For  whom  we  now  lift  up  our  voice, 
And  all  our  strength  exert. 
Vouchsafe  the  grace  we  humbly  claim, 
Compose  into  a  thankful  frame, 
And  tune  thy  people's  heart. 

2  While  in  the  heavenly  work  we  join, 
Thy  glory  be  our  whole  design, 

Thy  glory,  not  our  own: 
Still  let  us  keep  our  end  in  view, 
And  still  the  pleasing  task  pursue, 

To  please  our  God  alone. 

3  The  secret  pride,  the  subtle  sin, 
0  let  it  never  more  steal  in, 

To  offend  thv  glorious  eyes; 
To  desecrate  our  hallowed  strain, 
And  make  our  solemn  service  vain, 

And  mar  our  sacrifice. 

4  Still  let  us  on  our  guard  be  found, 
A.nd  watch  against  the  power  of  sound, 

With  sacred  jealousy ; 
Lest,  haply,  sense  should  damp  our  zeal, 
And  music's  channs  bewitch  and  steal 

Our  hearts  away  from  thee. 

5  That  hurrying  strife  far  off  remove, 
That  noisy  burst  of  selfish  love, 

Which  swells  the  formal  song ; 
May  joy  from  out  our  hearts  arise, 
And  speak  and  sparkle  in  our  eyes, 

And  vibrate  on  our  tongue. 


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THE  SON. 

6  Thee  let  us  praise  our  common  Lord, . 
And  sweetly  join  with  one  accord 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim: 
Jesus,  thyself  in  us  reveal, 
And  all  our  faculties  shall  feel 

Thy  harmonizing  name. 

Charles  Wesley. 

L.  M. 

Jesus  Everyivhere  Present. 

JESUS,  where'e:  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat: 
"Where-er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Dost  dwell  with  those  of  humble  mind ; 
Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  then*  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  f  ormer  mercies  here  renew ; 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care ; 

To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 
And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

William  Cowper. 

tji)  L.  M. 

/  u     Lift  up  our  Hearts  to  Thee. 

0  CHRIST,  who  hast  prepared  a  place 
For  us  around  thy  throne  of  grace, 
We  pray  thee,  lift  our  hearts  above, 
And  draw  them  with  the  cords  of  love. 

2  Source  of  all  good,  thou,  gracious  Lord, 
Art  our  exceeding  great  reward ; 
How  transient  is  our  present  jmin, 
How  boundless  our  eternal  gain ! 

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ADORATION. 

3  With  open  face  and  joyf ul  heart, 
We  then  thall  see  thee  as  thou  art: 
Our  love  shall  never  cease  to  glow, 
Our  praise  shall  never  cease  to  flow. 

4  Thy  never-failing  grace  to  prove, 
A  surety  of  thine  endless  love, 
Send  down  thy  Holy  Ghost,  that  he 
May  raise  our  longing  souls  to  thee. 

ISantolius  Yictorinus.     Tr   by    .  Chandler. 

7»3  L.  M. 

I  O  Abide  with  us. 

SUN  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near: 
O  may  no  earthborn  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  "When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  bow  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  mora  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  thine, 
Has  spumed,  to-day,  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  Watch  by  the  sick :  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  thy  boundless  store ; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night. 

Like  infants'  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

6  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake. 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take ; 
Till,  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love, 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

John  Keb'.e. 


rfA  L.  M. 

I  I  The  Loving-Kin  iness  of  the  Lord. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  thee, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  great! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  iny  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good! 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail; 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath 

His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

6  Then  let  me  mount  end  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

Samuel  Medley. 

r/K  10,  11. 

I  O  Admiration  for  Infinite  Love. 

YE  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name ; 
The  name  all- victorious  of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious ;  he  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  ho  is  nigh ;  his  presence  we  have: 
The  great  congregation  his  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 
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ADORATION. 

3  "  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne-" 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son: 

The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim 

Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  him  his  right, 
All  glory  and  power,  all  wisdom  and  might, 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  for  infinite  love. 

Charles  Wesley 

7ft  8> 7- 

I  U    Casting  our  Crowns  Before  Him. 
^  \V"E  shall  see  him,"  in  our  nature, 

V  V      Seated  on  his  holy  throne, 
Loved,  adored,  by  every  creature, 
Owned  as  God/and  God  alone ! 

2  There  the  hosts  of  shining  spirits 
Strike  their  harps,  and  loudly  sing 

To  the  praise  of  Jesus'  merits, 
To  the  glory  of  their.  King. 

3  When  we  pass  o'er  death's  dark  river, 
"  We  shall  sec  him  as  he  is," 

Resting  in  his  love  and  favor, 
Owning  all  the  glory  his. 

4  There  to  cast  our  crowns  before  him, 
O  what  bliss  the  thought  affords! 

There  forever  to  adore  him, 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords! 

Unknown. 

77  8° 

I   I  Reign  of  Christ. 

ALL  glory  to  God  in  the  sky, 
And  peace  upon  earth  be  restored: 
O  Jesus,  exalted  on  high, 

Appear  our  omnipotent  Lord ! 
Who,  meanly  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Didst  stoop  to  redeem  a  lost  race, 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures  return, 
And  reign  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace. 
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THE  SON. 

2  When  thou  in  our  flesh  didst  appear, 
All  nature  acknowledged  thy  birth ;" 

Arose  the  acceptable  year, 
And  heaven  was  opened  on  earth: 

Receiving  its  Lord  from  above, 
The  world  was  united  to  bless 

The  Giver  of  concord  and  love, 
The  Prince  and  the  Author  of  peace. 

3  O  would'st  thou  again  be  made  known, 
Again  in  thy  Spirit  descend, 

And  set  up,  in  each  of  thine  own, 
A  kingdom  that  never  shall  end! 

Thou  only  art  able  to  bless, 
And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 

And  bid  the  dire  enmity  cease, 
And  bow  the  whole  world  to  thy  swaj 

4  Come  then  to  thy  servants  again, 
Who  long  thy  appearing  to  kno  n 

Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign 

In  mercy  establish  below: 
All  sorrow  before  thee  shall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er; 
And  envy  and  malice  shall  die, 

And  discord  afflict  us  no  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 

no  8,.  7,  4. 

I  O  Crown  the  Saviour. 

LOOK,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious, 
See  the  Man  of  sorrows  now; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow : 

Crown  him,  crown  him; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  him: 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings: 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings: 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 
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ADORATION. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim ; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name: 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame, 

1  Hark,  those  bursts  of  acclamation ! 

Hark,  those  loud  triumphant  chords  i 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station: 
O  what  joy  the  sight  affords! 

Crown  him,  crown  him, 
King  of  kiugs,  and  Lord  of  lords. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


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INCARNATION  OF  CHRIST. 

L.  M 


Christ  for  Me. 

JESUS,  whom  angel  hosts,  adore. 
Became  a  man  of  griefs  for  me: 
In  love,  though  rich,  becoming  poor. 
That  I  through  him  enriched  might  be. 

2  Though  Lord  of  all,  above,  below, 
He  went  to  Olivet  for  me: 

There  drank  my  cup  of  wrath  and  woe, 
When  bleeding  in  Gethsemane. 

3  The  ever-blessed  Son  of  God 
Went  up  to  Calvary  for  me ; 

There  paid  my  debt,  there  bore  my  load, 
In  his  own  body  on  the  tree. 

4  Jesus,  whose  dwelling  is  the  skies, 
Went  down  into  the  grave  for  me; 

There  overcame  my  enemies, 
There  won  the  glorious  victory. 

5  Tis  finished  all:  the  vail  is  rent, 
The  welcome  sure,  the  access  free : — 

Now  then,  we  leave  our  banishment, 
0  Father,  to  return  to  thee ! 

H.  Bonar. 
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*jtfCAKHATION  OF  CHRIST. 

on  c.  m. 

Q\J    Glory  to  God  in  the  Highest. 

MORTALS,  awake,  "with  angels  join 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 
Joy,  love,  and.  gratitude  combine, 
To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 
And  sweet  seraphic  fire 

Through  ail  the  sinning  legions  ran, 
And  did  the  notes  inspire. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  rolled ; 

The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy,  was  new, — 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 
The  impetuous  torrent  ran; 

And  angels, flew,  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Hark!  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 
And  glory  leads  the  song : 

Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
The  harmonious  heavenly  throng.    . 

6  Tnth  joy  the  chorus  we  repeat, 
"Glory  to  God  on  high!*' 

Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
Jesus  was  born  to  die. 

7  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  forever  hail! 
Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend! 

Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  shall  fail, 

Thy  praise  shall  never  end.  .  - 

Samuel  Medley. 

ft  1  C-  M= 

0 1     Design  and  Object  of  His  Advent. 

HARK,  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes, 
The  Saviour,  promised  long; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 


ADORATION. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 
Iu  Satan's  bondage  held; 

The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 
To  clear  the  mental  ray. 

And  on  the  eyes  oppressed  with  night 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

i  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  wounded  soul  to  cure. 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 

To  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim. 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 

"With  thy  beloved  name. 

P.  Dod ridge. 

OZ  Joy  to  the  World. 

JOY  to  the  world :  the  Lord  is  come : 
Let  earth  receive  her  King : 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  world !  the  Saviour  reigns ; 
Let  men  their  songs  employ : 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  Xo  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 
Xor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 

He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 
And  makes  the  nations  provo 

The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Isaac  Walts. 
54 


INCARNATION  OF  CHRiST. 

OQ  L.  31. 

00      Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

TO  US  a  child,  of  royal  birth, 
End  of  the  promises,  is  given; 
The  Invisible  appears  on  earth. 
The  Son  of  man,  the  God  of  heaven. 

2  A  Saviour  bom,  in  love  supreme. 
He  comes,  our  fallen  souls  to  raise ; 

He  comes,  his  people  to  redeem, 
With  all  his  plenitude  of  grace. 

3  The  Christ,  by  raptured  seers  foretold, 
Filled  with  the  Holy  Spirit's  power, 

Prophet,  and  Priest,  and  King,  behold; 
And  Lord  of  all  the  world  adore. 

4  The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  God  most  high, 
Who  quits  his  throne,  on  earth  to  live, 

With  joy  we  welcome  from  the  sky, 
With  faith  into  our  hearts  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OA  L.  M. 

O  jl  Star  of  Bethlehe  i  a. 

WHEN,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark I  hark!  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 
From  every  host,  from  every  gem; 

But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

■1-  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


ADORATION. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  ail, 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 

And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrail, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 

For  ever,  and  for  evermore, 
The  Star,  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

Henry  Kirke  White. 

O  0      The  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

HARK !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. 

2  Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise, — 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies ; 
With  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

3  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored, 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord ; 
Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see ; 
Hail,  incarnate  Deity. 

4  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness ! 

Light  and  lif  e  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

5  Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home ; 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Reinstate  us  in  tiiv  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OG  11,  10. 

O  0  The  Stai*  in  the  East. 

BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,and  lend  us  thine  aid, 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeem**"  is  laid. 
5tt 


INCARNATION  OF  CHR1JT. 

2  Cold,  on  his  cradle,  the  dew-drops  are  sliming ; 
Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 

Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour,  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Eden  and  offerings  divined 

Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from -the  mine' 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation ; 
Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure; 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

li.  Heber. 

Cvrf  8,  7,  4. 

O  i      Worship  the  new-born  Saviour. 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth; 
Ye  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth: 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  king. 

2  Shepherds,  in  the  field  abiding, 
Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night, 

God  with  man  is  now  residing ; 
Yonder  shines  the  infant  light: 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ  the  new-born  king. 

3  Sages,  leave  your  contemplations, 
Brighter  visions  oeaai  afar; 

Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations; 
Ye  have  seen  his  natal  star: 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  king. 

4  Saints,  before  the  altar  bending, 
Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 

Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 
In  his  temple  shall  appear: 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  king. 
57' 


ADORATION. 


5  Sinners,  wrung  with  true  repentance, 

Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains, 
Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 
Mercy  calls  you,— break  your  chains: 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-bora  king. 

James  Montgomery. 


OO    Peace  on  earth— good-will  to  Men. 

HARK !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo!  the  angelic  host  rejoices; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 
Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy: 

Glory  in  the  highest,  glory, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high! 

3  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 
Reaching  far  as  man  is  found: 

Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven ! 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed; 
Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ; 

O  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 

5  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him ; 
Learn  his  name  and  taste  his  joy; 

Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high. 

J.   Cawood. 

LIFE  AND  DEATH  OF  CHRIST. 

QQ  C  M. 

Ou        God  Manifested  in  the  Flesh. 

WITH  glorious  clouds  encompassed  round, 
Whom  angels  dimly  see, 
Will  the  Unsearchable  be  found. 
Or  God  appear  to  me? 


LIFE  AND  DEATH  OF  CHRIST. 

2  Will  he  forsake  his  throne  above, 
Himself  to  worms  impart? 

Answer,  thou  Man  of  grief  and  love, 
And  speak  it  to  my  heart. 

3  In  manifested  love  explain 
Thy  wonderful  design; 

What  meant  the  suffering  Son  of-  man, 
The  streaming  blood  divine? 

4  Did  thou  not  in  our  flesh  appear, 
And  live  and  die  below, 

That  I  might  now  perceive  thee  near, 
And  my  Redeemer  know? 

5  Might  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 
Whom  angels  dhnly  see ; 

And  gaze,  transported  at  the  sight, 
To  all  eternity  \ 

Charles  Wesley. 

on  c.  m. 

•J\J  His  Amazing  Love. 

P  LUNG-ED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  peace 
Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 

He  saw,  and  (O,  amazing  love !) 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 
With  joyful  haste  he  fled ; 

Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  his  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break ; 

And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 
59 


ADORATION. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  note, 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

Isaac  Walls. 

Q1  L.  M. 

V 1  Christ  in  Gethsemane. 

jrplS  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 

JL     The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone: 
'Tis  midnight ;  in  the  garden  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  all  removed, 
The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears ; 

E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 
The  Man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 

Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God.   n 

4  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  ether-plains 
Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 

Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 
WiUlam  B.  Tappan. 

Q9  C.  M. 

)j6  He  Died  for  Thee. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree  • 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee. 

2  Hark !  how  he  groans  while  nature  shako:,. 
And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend : 

The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done !  the  precious  ransom's  paid ' 
Receive  my  soul!  he  cries; 

See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head ; 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies. 
60 


LIFE  AND   DEATH   OF  CHRIST. 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine: 
O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 

Was  ever  love  like  thine? 

S.   Wesley. 

QO  C  M. 

VO      Godly  Sorrow  at  the  Cross. 

ALAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 
He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 

Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 

When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 
While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repaj^ 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 

Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  thf  o  I  caji  do. 

Isaac  Wafts. 

CM  l.  ii 

V  ~L    The  Hidings  of  the  Father's  Face. 

FROM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard, 
A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry. 
My  Saviour !  every  mournful  word 

Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 
2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  thou  spotless,  holy  One ! 
And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 
ii 


ADORATION. 

o  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace, 

These  thou  couldst  bear,  nor  once  repine ; 
But  when  Jehovah  veiled  his  face, 

Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 
•4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break ; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky ; 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake ! 

He  died,  that  we  might  never  die. 
5  Lord !  on  thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye: 

If  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 
O,  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 

Melt  and  reclaim  my  wand'ring  soul. 

J.  W.  Cunningham. 

V'J     Glorying  Only  in  the  Cross. 
^"HEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
\  V      On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  shoidd  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God: 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  bauds,  his  feet 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down: 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet. 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown » 

•4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Isaac  Wctts* 


90 


S.  M. 
The  Water  and  the  Blood. 

THIS,  this  is  he  that  came, 
By  water  and  by  blood ; 
Jesus  is  our  atoning  Lamb, 
Our  sanctifying  God. 


LIFE  AND  DEATH  OF  CHRIST. 

2  See  from  his  wounded  side 
The  mingled  current  flow ; 

The  water  and  the  blood  applied 
Shall  wash  us  white  as  snow. 

3  The  water  cannot  cleanse, 
Before  the  blood  we  feel, 

To  purge  the  guilt  of  all  our  sin, 
And  our  forgiveness  seal. 

4  But  both  in  Jesus  join, 

Who  speaks  our  sins  forgiven, 
And  gives  the  purity  divine 
That  makes  us  meet  for  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley 

Qiy  L.  M.  6  L 

V  I   His  Universal,  Everlasting  Love. 
TTTOULD  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die? 
VV      Why  hangs  he  then  on  yonder  tree* 
What  means  that  strange  expiring  cry? 

(Sinners,  he  prays  for  you  and  me ;) 
"Forgive  them,  Father,  O  forgive! 
They  know  not  that  by  me  thej7-  live." 

2  Thou  loving,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thee,  by  thy  painful  agony, 

Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  grief  and  shame 

Thy  cross  and  passion  on  the  tree, 
Thy  precious  death  and  life — I  pray, 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

3  O  let  me  kiss  thy  bleeding  feet, 

And  bathe  and  wash  them  with  my  tears : 
The  story  of  thy  love  repeat 

In  every  drooping  sinner's  ears ; 
That  all  may  hear  the  quickening  sound, 
Since  I,  even  I,  have  mercy  found! 

4  O  let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain! 
Thy  love,  for  every  sinner  free, 

That  every  fallen  son  of  man 

May  taste  the  grace  that  found  out  me; 
That  all  mankind  with  me  may  prove 
Thy  sovereign,  everlasting  love. 

63  Charles  Wesley. 


98 


ADOKATION. 


Love  Divine. 


L.  M.  6  1. 


OLO VE  divine,  what  hast  thou  done ! 
The  incarnate  God  hath  died  for  me ! 
The  Father's  co-eternal  Son, 

Bore  all  my  sins  upon  the  tree ! 
The  Son  of  God  for  me  hath  died: 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

2  Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pass  by, 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peace ! 
Come  sinners,  see  your  Saviour  die, 

And  say,  was  ever  grief  like  his? 
Come,  feel  with  me  his  blood  applied : 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified: 

3  Is  crucified  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God: 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood: 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  side : 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

4  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 
And  gladby  catch  the  healing  stream, 

All  things  for  him  account  but  loss, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him: 
Of  nothing  think  or  speak  beside, — 
My  Lord,  inv  Love,  is  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley. 


00  8'  7»  4 

Ot)  It  is  Finished. 

HARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky; 

"It  is  finished:" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 
64 


RESURRECTION  AND  ASCENSION  O?  CHRIST. 

2  It  is  finished !    O  what  pleasure 
Do  tkese  precious  words  afford ! 

Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  f  roni  Christ  the  Lord. 

It  is  finished: 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ; 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 

All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuers  name ; 

It  is  finished: 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

J.  Evans. 


RESURRECTION  AND  ASCENSION  OF 
CHRIST. 


100 


7. 
If  we  Suffer  with  Him  ive  shall  Reign  with  Him, 

pHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
\  J    Sons  of  men  and  angels  say: 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  thou  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won : 
Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 

Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell: 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise; 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King; 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save ; 
"Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  gravtet 

65 


ADORATION. 

3  Lo !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 
Lift  up  your  heach,  ye  haavenly  gates: 

Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way ! 
Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?    Who  ? 

The  Lord,  of  glorious  power  possess' d ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too ; 

God  over  all,  forever  blest ! 

Charles  lYesley. 


104 


10,  11,  12. 
The  Voice  of  Triumph. 

LIFT  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen  and  man  shall  not  die ; 
Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  him, 
And  short  the  dominion  of  death  and  the  grave ; 
He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound 
him, 
Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save: 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high, 
The  Saviour  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

2  Glory  to  God,  in  full  anthems  of  joy, 
The  being  he  gave  us  death  cannot  destroy: 

Sad  were  the  life  we  may  part  with  to-morrow, 
If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were 
our  end; 

But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend : 
Lift  then  your  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

n.  Ware,  Jr. 


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8, 
Jesus,   Victor  over  Death. 


(10ME,  ye  saints,  look  here  and  wonder; 
J    See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay: 
He  has  buret  his  bands  asunder; 
He  has  bome  our  sins  away ; 

Joyful  tidings ! 
Yes,  the  Lord  has  risen  to-day. 


INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

2  Jesus  triumphs!  sing  ye  praises; 
By  his  death  he  overcame: 

Thus  the  Lord  his  glory  raises, 
Thus  he  fills  his  foes  with  shame  .- 

Sing  ye  praises ! 
Praises  to  the  Victor's  name. 

3  Jesus  triumphs!  countless  legions 
Come  from  heaven  to  meet  their  King; 

Soon,  in  yonder  blessed  regions, 
They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing: 

Songs  eternal 
Shall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 
Thomas  Kelly. 

INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

1  A£  C.  M. 

I UO  King  of  Kings  and  Lord  of  Lords. 

THE  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
Is  crowned  with  glory  now; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords, 
Is  to  our  Jesus  given ; 

The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords, 
He  reigns  o'er  earth  and  heaven. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above/ 
The  joy  of  all  below 

To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know, 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 
With  all  its  grace,  is  given ; 

Their  name,  an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy,  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 
They  reign  with  him  above ; 

Their  everlasting  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 

Thomas  Kelly. 


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ADORATION. 

C.    M. 


Our  Ever-present  Guide. 

JESUS,  the  Lord  of  glory,  died, 
That  we  might  never  die ; 
And  now  he  reigns  supreme,  to  guide 
His  people  to  the  sky. 

2  TTeak  though  we  are,  he  still  is  near, 
To  lead,  console,  defend ; 

In  all  our  sorrow,  all  our  fear, 
Our  all-sufficient  Friend. 

3  From  his  high  throne  in  bliss,  he  deigns* 
Our  every  prayer  to  heed ; 

Bears  with  our  folly,  soothes  our  pains, 
Supplies  our  every  need. 

4  And  from  his  love's  exhaustless  spring, 
Joys  like  a  river  come, 

To  make  the  desert  1  >1<  wan  and  sing, 
O'er  which  we  travel  home. 

5  O  Jesus,  there  is  none  like  thee, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  Lord; 

Through  earth  and  heaven  exalted  be, 
Beloved,  obeyed,  adored. 

B.  W.  Wood. 

1  AQ  C.  M. 

'1  \j(j  Christ's  Compassion  for  the  Tempted. 
"XT^ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
\  V      Of  our  High  Priest  above; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
And  yearns  with  pitying  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 

He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 
Poured  out  his  cries  a?id  tears; 

And,  though  exalted,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears, 
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INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST.. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax 
But  raise  it  to  a  flame ; 

The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 
His  mercy  and  his  power ; 

"VVe  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

Isaac  Watts. 

1 0Q  L  M- 

luw         The  Great  Antetype. 

OTHOTT  whose  offering  on  the  tree 
The  legal  offerings  all  foreshowed, 
Borrowed  their  whole  effect  f roni  thee, 
And  drew  their  virtue  from  thy  blood: 

2  The  blood  of  goats  and  bullocks  slain, 
Could  never  for  one  sin  atone; 

To  purge  the  guilty  offerer's  stain, 
Thine  was  the  work,  and  thine  alone 

3  These  feeble  tvpes  and  shadows  old, 
Are  all  in  thSe,  the  Truth,  fulfilled: 

We  in  thy  sacrifice  behold 
The  substance  of  those  rites  revealed. 

4  Thy  meritorious  sufferings  past, 
VTe  see  by  faith  to  us  brought  back; 

And,  on  thy  grand  oblation  cast, 
Its  saving  benefits  partake. 

Charles  Wesley. 

iin  L  m. 

1  1  V.'    An  Advocate  with  the  Father. 

JESUS,  my  Advocate  above, 
My  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love, 
If  now  for  me  prevails  thy  prayer, 
If  now  I  find  thee  pleading  there, 

2  If  thou  the  secret  wish  convey, 
And  sweetly  prompt  my  heart  to  pray, 
Hear,  and  my  weak  petitions  join, 
Almighty  Advocate,  to  thine. 

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adorat: 

3  Jesus,  nry  heart's  desire  obtain: 
.ndgain: 
llness  of  eorruf :•* 
The  knowledge  of  nivself  be 

-  S  :ve  me  from  death;  from  hell  set  free; 
.  hell,  are  but  0  thee: 

life,  my  only  heaven  thou  ; 

0  "might  I  feel  thee  i^ 

W<»  Wesley. 

Ill  L  M- 

111-  lie  Liveth  I  shall  Lice  also. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Red— 
What  joy  the  "blest  assurance  g. 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead ; 
Hei:  :mg  Head! 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  Ids  I 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  a : 

He  lives,  my  fa      a  -d; 

He  lives,  to"  help  ill  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath ; 

nd  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
He  lives,  my  mans:  re : 

He  lives,  to"  bring  me  saf e . 

4  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name: 
He  tires,  ]       8  I  viour  stiL  I 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  g: 

1  know  t"h~~  mer  lives. 


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L.  M 
Priesthood  of  Christ. 

E>~TEREI  - 
-   - 
:  his  dyin^. 
Our  great  High 
He  pleads  Ins 

He  shows  himsel:  r  me, 

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INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

2  Before  the  throne  my  Savioro 

My  Friend  and  Adv       be  appears: 
My  name  is  graven  en  his  had 

And  him  the  Father  ;\rs: 

"While  low  at  Jesus' 
He  hears  the  blood  of  sprinkling  now. 

3  This  instant  now  I  may  receive 
The  answer    :  his     >werfnl  pray 

This  instant  now  by  nim  I  I 

His  prevalence  with  God  declare : 
His  prevalence  and  power  shall  pa 
My  theme  in  realms  of  endless  love 

H 

MO  L.  M 

1  1  O  Fullness  and  Sufficiency  of  the  A 

JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are.  my  glorious  dress: 
'Midst  naming  worlds,  in  theee  array:-".. 
"With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thy 

Fbrwhc  aught t    my    b     _    -    rflkiyf 

Fnlly  absolve  I  thr  ngh  rlese  I  am. 
From  sin  and  f ear.  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  The  nob/,  meek  unspotted  Lamb. 
Who  from  the  I  atb  v  s  s  m  ;ame. 
Who  died  forme;  ^enmc  .    ..rone. 

>  ow  for  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord.  I  believe  thy  precious  blood, 
Which,  at  tine  mercy-seat    :  3    i, 
Forever  doth  for  sinners  plead. 

For  me.  e'en  for  my  soul,  was  shed. 

5  Lord.  I  believe  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore. 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid, 
For  ail  a  full  atonement  made. 

X.  L.  Zinsemdorf.    Tr/by  J.  Wedey. 
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ADORATION. 

S.    M. 

Intercourse  between  Earth  and  Heaven. 
13EDEEMER  of  mankind! 
Jt\    Who  on  thy  name  rely, 
A  constant  intercourse  we  find 

Opened  'tvvixt  earth  and  sky. 
2  Mercy,  and  grace,  and  peace, 

Descend  through  thee  alone; 
And  thou  dost  all  our  services 

Present  before  the  throne. 
B  On  us  the  Father's  love 

Is  for  thy  sake  bestowed ; 
Thou  art  our  Advocate  above, 

Thou  art  our  way  to  God. 
4  Our  way  to  God  we  trace; 

And,  through  thy  name  forgiven, 
From  step  to  step,  from  grace  to  grace, 

By  thee  ascend  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

II  1  K  H.  M. 

1  10     Our  Great  High  Priest. 

SEE  where  our  great  High  Priest 
Before  the  Lord  appears, 
And  on  his  loving  breast 
The  tribes  of  Israel  bears: 
Never  without  his  people  seen, 
The  Head  of  all  believing  men. 

2  With  him,  the  Corner-stone, 
The  living  stones  conjoin ; 

Christ  and  his  Church  are  one, 
One  body  and  one  vine ; 
For  us  he  uses  all  his  powers, 
And  all  he  has,  or  is,  is  ours. 

3  The  path  of  Christ  our  Head 
The  members  all  pursue, 

By  his  good  Spirit  led 
To  act  and  suffer  too: 
Like  him,  the  toil,  the  cross,  sustain, 
Till,  glorious  all,  like  him  we  reign 

74         Charles  Wesley. 


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INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

H.  M. 

Praises  to  our  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 

JOI^N"  all  the  glorious  nanies 
Of  wisdora,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
Or  angels  ever  bore: 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  the  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came, 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven, 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  shed  his  blood  and  died; 

The  guilty  conscience  needs 
ISTo  sacrifice  beside: 
His  precious  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

4  O  thou  almighty  Lord, 
Our  Conqueror  and  King, 

Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  we  sing: 
Thine  is  the  power;  behold  we  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet. 

Isaac  Watts. 


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Our  Paschal  Lamb. 


8,  7, 


HAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus! 
Hail,  thou  Galilean  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us.; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 
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ADORATION. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid: 

By  almighty  love  anointed, 
"Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 
Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood ; 

Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven; 
Peace  is  made  with  man  arid  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  forever  to  abide ; 

All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Fathers  side: 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare: 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 
Thou  art  worthy  to  receive; 

Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits; 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits; 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 


J.  Bakewell. 


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Ills  Speaking  Blood. 

FATHER,  hear  the  blood  of  Jesus, 
Speaking  in  thine  ears  above : 
Prom  impending  wrath  release  us ; 
Manifest  thy  pardoning  love. 

2  O  receive  us  to  thy  favor, 
For  his  only  sake  receive ; 

G  ive  us  to  the  bleeding  Saviour, 
Let  us  by  his  dying  live. 

3  To  thy  pardoning  grace  receive  them,- 
Once  he  prayed  upon  the  tree ; 

Still  his  blocdcries  out—  Forgive  them ; 
All  their  sins  were  laid  on  me. 


OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4  Still  our  Advocate  in  heaven, 
Prays  the  prayer  on  earth  begun, 

Father,  show  their  sins  forgiven ; 
Father,  glorify  thy  Son! 

Charhs  Wesley. 


OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 


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C.  M. 


Life,  Light  and  Love. 

ENTHRONED  on  high,  Almighty  Lord, 
The  Holy  Ghost  send  down ; 
Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 
Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 

Grant,  Saviour,  what  we  more  desire, 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life,  and  light,  and  love, 
Thy  heavenly  influence  give, 

Quicken  our  souls,  our  guilt  remove, 
That  we  in  Christ  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 
The  glories  of  his  grace, 

And  bring  us  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

•*>  His  love  within  us  shed  abroad, 

Life's  ever-springing  well ; 
Till  God  in  us,  and  we  in  God, 

In  love  eternal  dwell. 

T.  Haiveis. 

1 90  c  M 

1  /Q\J  Witnessing  with  our  Sjnrits. 

ETERNAL  Spirit!  God  of  truth! 
Our  contrite  hearts  inspire; 
lundle  a  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
The  pure  celestial  fire. 
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ADORATION. 

2  "Tig  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing, 
With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed ; 

'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 
Whate'er  that  sin  may  be; 

That  we,  in  singleness  of  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear, 
That  we  are  sons  of  God ; 

Redeemed  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

T.   CotteHlL 

mL.  M. 
The  Promised  Comforter. 
LORD,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 
The  apostolic  promise  given ; 
We  wait  the  pentecostal  powers, 
The  Holy  Ghost  sent  down  from  heaven. 

2  Assembled  here  with  one  accord, 
Calmly  we  wait  the  promised  grace, 

The  purchase  of  our  dying  Lord ; 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  fill  the  place. 

3  If  every  one  that  asks  may  find, 
If  still  thou  dost  on  sinners  fall, 

Come  as  a  mighty  rushing  wind; 
Great  grace  be  now  upon  us  all. 

4  Ah !  leave  us  not  to  mourn  below, 
Or  long  for  thy  return  to  pine ; 

Now,  Lord,  the  Comforter  bestow, 
And  fix  in  us  the  Guest  divine. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1 99  L.  M. 

\.uu    His  Universal  Diffusion. 

ON  ALL  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower ; 
The  earth  in  righteousness  renew ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  and  hell's  o'erpower, 
And  to  thy  sceptre  all  subdue. 
78 


OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  Like  mighty  winds,  or  torrents  fierce, 
Let  him  opposers  all  o'errun; 

And  every  law  of  sin  reverse, 
That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 

3  Yea,  let  him,  Lord,  in  every  place 
His  richest  energy  declare ; 

While  lovely  tempers,  fruits  of  grace, 
The  kingdom  of  thy  Christ  prepare. 

4  Grant  this,  O  holy  God  and  true; 
The  ancient  seers  thou  didst  inspire; 

To  us  perform  the  promise  due, 
Descend,  and  crown  us  now  with  fire. 
H.  Moore.    Alt.  by  J.  Wesley, 

1  OO  L  M. 

1  uO  The  Plenitude  of  His  Grace  and  Power 

0  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God, 
In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race, 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire,  and  hearts  of  love, 
To  preach  the  reconciling  word; 

Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard, 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light; 
Confusion — order,  in  thy  path ; 

Souls  without  strength,  inspire  with  might, 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath, 

4  Baptize  the  nations;  far  and  nigh 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record ; 

The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 
Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord, 


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L.  M. 


Come,  Creator  Spirit. 

OCOME,  Creator  Spirit  blest! 
Within  these  souls  of  thine  to  rest; 
Come,  with  thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
To  fill  the  hearts  which  thou  hast  mada 
78 


ADORATION. 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  now  descend ! 
Most  blessed  gift  which  God  can  send ; 
Thou  Fire  of  love,  and  Fount  of  life! 
Consume  our  sins,  and  calm  our  strife 

3  With  patience  firm  and  purpose  high, 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply ; 
Kindle  our  senses  from  above, 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love. 

4  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread, 
.And  grant  us  thy  time  peace  instead ; 
Bo  shall  we  not,  with  thee  to  guide, 
Turn  from  the  paths  of  life  aside. 

Gregory  the  Great 

1  OK  S.  M. 

1  &  0       The  Day  of  Pentecost. 

T  ORD  God,  the  Holy  Ghost! 
±J    In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power. 

2  We  meet  with  one  accord 
In  our  appointed  place, 

And  wait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

3  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 
Upon  the  waves  beneath, 

Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind; 
One  soul,  one  feeling  breathe. 

4  The  young,  the  old,  inspire 
With  wisdom  from  above ; 

And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 

5  Spirit  of  light,  explore, 
And  chase  our  gloom  away, 

With  lustre  shining  more  and  more, 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 


OF  THE  HOLY   SPIRIT. 

6  Spirit  of  truth,  be  thou 

In  life  and  death,  our  guide ; 
O  Spirit  of  adoption,  now 

May  we  be  sanctified. 

J.  Montgomery. 

i  ™  s.  u. 

1  Li\)  Imploring  His  Guidance. 
riOME,  Spirit,  Source  of  light; 
\J    Thy  grace  is  unconfined ; 
Dispel  the  gloonry  shades  of  night; 

The  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  Now  to  our  eyes  display 
The  truth  thy  words  reveal ; 

Cause  us  to  run  the  heavenly  way, 

Delighting  in  thy  will. 
8  Thy  teachings  make  us  know 

The  mysteries  of  thy  love, 
The  vanity  of  things  below, 

The  joy  of  things  above. 
4  While  through  this  maze  we  stray, 

O  spread  thy  beams  abroad ; 
Point  out  the  dangers  of  the  way, 

And  guide  our  steps  to  God. 

B.  Beddome. 


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L.  M.  6  1. 
Receive  ye  the  Holy  Ghost. — John  xx:  22. 

("10ME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire, 
J    And  lighten  with  celestial  fire ; 
Thou  the  anointing  Spirit  art, 
Who  dost  thy  sevenfold  gifts  impart: 
Thy  blessed  unction  from  above 
Is  comfort,  life,  and  fire  of  love. 
2  Enable  with  perpetual  light 
The  dullness  of  our  blinded  sight ; 
Anoint  and  cheer  our  soiled  face 
With  the  abundance  of  thy  grace ; 
Keep  far  our  foes,  give  peace  at  home ; 
Where  thou  art  guide,  no  ill  can  come. 
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ADORATION. 

o  Teach  us  to  know  the  Father,  Son, 
And  thee,  of  both,  to  be  but  one; 
Thpt  through  the  ages  all  along, 
This,  this  may  be  our  endless  song: 
Praise  be  to  thy  eternal  merit, 
Father,  Son,  and  Hoty  Spirit. 

Gregory  the  Great.     Tr.  by  J.  Cos  in. 


Let  there  be  Light. 


L.  M.  6  1. 


EXPAND  thy  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
And,  brooding  o'er  our  nature's  night, 
Call  forth  the  ray  of  heavenly  love, 

And  let  there  in  our  souls  be  light; 
Illuminate  the  dark  abyss 
With  glorious  beams  of  endless  bliss. 

2  Let  there  be  light,  again  command, 
And  light  there  in  our  hearts  shall  be ; 

We  then,  through  faith,  shall  understand 
Thy  great  mysterious  majesty ; 

And,  by  the  shining  of  thy  grace, 

Behold  in  Christ  thy  glorious  face. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1 9Q  H.  M. 

I  ajO Rejoicing  in  the  Fulfillment  of  the  Promise. 

SINNERS,  lift  up  your  hearts, 
The  promise  to  receive ; 
Jesus  himself  imparts, 
He  comes  in  man  to  live: 
The  Holy  Ghost  to  man  is  given ; 
Rejoice  in  God  sent  down  from  heaven. 

2  Jesus  is  glorified, 

And  gives  the  Comforter, 
His  Spirit,  to  reside 
In  all  his  members  here ; 
The  Holy  Ghost  to  man  is  given ; 
Rejoice  in  God  sent  down  from  heaven. 


OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  To  make  an  end  of  sin, 
And  Satan's  works  destroy, 

He  brings  his  kingdom  in, 
Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy: 
The  Holy  Ghost  to  man  is  given; 
Rejoice  in  God  sent  down  from  heaven. 

4  From  heaven  he  shall  once  more 
Triumphantly  descend, 

And  all  his  saints  restore 
To  joys  that  never  end: 
Then,  then,  when  all  our  joys  are  given, 
Rejoice  in  God,  rejoice  in  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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Earnest  of  Eternal  Rest. 

GRACIOUS  Spirit,  Love  divine! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove ; 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me ; 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free ; 

Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God; 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray : 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

J.  Stoctet 


131 
H 


8, 
The  Source  of  Consolation. 
OLY  Ghost!  dispel  our  sadness; 
Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night ; 


Come,  thou  Source  of  joy  and  gladness 
Breathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thv  lijb' 
83 


AE  ORATION. 

2  From  the  height  which  knows  no  measure, 

As  a  gracious  shower  descend, 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 

0  Hear,  0  hear  our  supplication, 

Blessed  Spirit!  God  of  peace! 
Best  upon  this  congregation 

V.  ith  the  tidiness  of  thy  grace. 

4  Author  of  our  new  creation, 
Hay  we  all  thine  influence  prove: 

Make  our  souls  thy  habitation, 
Shed  abroad  the  Saviour's  love 

5  Source  of  sweetest  consolation, 
Breathe  thy  peace  on  all  below; 

Bless.  O  bless  this  congregation ; 
On  each  soul  thv  grace  bestow ! 

P.  Gf.rhardt.    Alt.  by  Toplady. 


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The  Spirit  Enlightening,  Cleansing,  Healino. 

HO  BY  Ghost,  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  urine ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Bong  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine  ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme/ and  reign  alone. 

A.  Keed. 
81 


OF  THE  HOLY   SPIRIT. 

±00      Guide  and  Comforter. 
OL.Y  Spirit!  Fount  of  blessing, 


8,7. 


H 


Ever  watchful,  ever  kind ; 
Thy  celestial  aid  possessing, 

Prisoned  souls  deliverance  find. 
Seal  of  truth,  and  bond  of  union, 

Source  of  light,  and  flame  of  love, 
Symbol  of  divine  communion, 

In  the  olive-bearing  dove ; 
2  Heavenly  Guide  from  paths  of  error, 

Comforter  of  minds  distressed, 
When  the  billows  fill  with  terror, 

Pointing  to  an  ark  of  rest : 
Promised  Pledge !  eternal  Spirit ! 

Greater  than  all  gifts  below, 
May  our  hearts  thy  grace  inherit ; 

May  our  lips  thy  glories  show. 

T.  J.  Judkin. 


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6,  6,  7,  7,  6,  7. 
Divell  in  Us. 


ETERNAL  Spirit,  come 
Into  thy  meanest  home: 
From  thy  high  and  holy  place, 

Where  thou  dost  in  glory  reign, 
Stoop,  in  condescending  grace,    ' 

Stoop  to  the  poor  heart  of  man.: 

2  For  thee  our  hearts  we  lift, 

And  wait  the  heavenly  gift: 
Giver,  Lord  of  lif e  divine, 

To  our  dying  souls  appear, 
Grant  the  grace  for  which  we  pine, 

Give  thyself,  the  Comforter. 

S  Our  ruined  souls  repair, 

And  fix  thy  mansion  there: 
Claim  us  for  thy  constant  shrine, 

All  thy  glorious  self  reveal, 
Life,  and  power,  and  love  divine, 

God  in  us  for  ever  dwell. 

$5  Charles  Wesley. 


135 


ADORATION. 

6, 

Invocation  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 


COME,  Holy  Ghost,  in  love, 
Shed  on  us  from  above 
Thine  own  bright  ray ! 
Divinely  good  thou  art; 
Thy  sacred  gifts  impart 
To  gladden  each  sad  heart : 
O  come  to-day ! 

2  Come,  tenderest  Friend,  and  best, 
Our  most  delightful  Guest, 

With  soothing  power: 
Rest,  which  the  weary  know, 
Shade,  'mid  the  noontide  glow, 
Peace,  when  deep  griefs  o'erflow, 

Cheer  us,  this  hour! 

3  Come,  Light  serene,  and  stili 
Our  inmost  bosoms  fill ; 

Dwell  in  each  breast ; 
"We  lmow  no  dawn  but  thine, 
Send  forth  thy  beams  divine, 
On  our  dark  souls  to  shine, 

And  make  us  blest ! 

4  Come,  all  the  faithful  bless; 
Let  all  who  Christ  confess 

His  praise  employ : 
Give  virtue's  rich  reward ; 
Victorious  death  accord, 
Aud,  with  our  glorious  Lord, 

Eternal  joy ! 
Robert  II.,  King' of  France.    Tr.  by  R,  Palmer. 


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BY  ALL  MANKIND. 

C.  M. 
The  Voice  that  Wakes  the  Dead. 

'"PHOT!  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 
JL     Our  inmost  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  grateful  sacrifice 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  think  ourselves  sincere : 

But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshiper? 

3  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 
Nor  feels  his  need  of  thee, 

A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief ; 
His  desperate  state  explain ; 

And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 

0  Speak,  with  that  voice  that  wakes  the  dead 
And  bids  the  sleeper  rise ; 

And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1  Q7  C.  M. 

J  O  I      The  Hammer  of  God's  Word. 

C10ME,  O  thou  all- victorious  Lord, 
/    Thy  power  to  us  make  known ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone, 
87 


SALVATION   NEEDED. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 
Our  foolishness  to  mourn ; 

And  turn  at  once  from  every  sin, 
And  to  the  Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know, 
In  this  our  gracious  day ; 

Repentance  unto  life  bestow, 
And  take  our  sins  away. 

4  Convince  us  first  of  unbelief, 
And  freely  then  release ; 

Fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1  QO  C.  M. 

1  OO    No  Peace  to  the  Wicked. 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sacred  word 
Frorn  sins  destructive  wa}\ 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest 
You  live,  devoid  of  peace ; 

A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell: 
Why  will  you  persevere? 

Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair? 

4  Why  will  jrou  in  the  crooked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go? 

In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reach  eternal  woe. 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live, 
Through  his  abounding  grace: 

His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
Renouncing  every  sin ; 

Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

88  J.  Fawcet. 


BY   ALL  MANKIND. 

I  QQ  C.  M. 

lVO    Sin  Kills  Beyond  the  Tomb. 

T7AIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  foi'bear; 
V      Repent,  thine  end  is  nigh ; 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far: 
O  think  before  thou  die. 

2  Reflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save ; 
Thy  sins,  how  high  they  mount ! 

What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave? 
How  stands  that  dark  accounts 

3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defence ; 
His  time  there's  none  can  tell; 

He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven,  or  down  to  hell. 

4  Thy  flesh  (perhaps  thy  greatest  care) 
Shall  into  dust  consume ; 

But,  ah !  destruction  stops  not  there ; 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

J.  Hart. 

i  in  c  M 

1  lU  Boast  not  Thyself  of  To-morrow. 

YX7HY  should  we  boast  of  time  to  come, 
VV      Though  but  a  single  day? 
This  hour  may  fix  our  final  doom, 
Though  strong,  and  young,  and  gay. 

2  The  present  we  should  now  redeem ; 
This  only  is  our  own ; 

The  past,  alas !  is  all  a  dream ; 
The  future  is  unknown. 

3  O,  think  what  vast  concerns  depend 
Upon  a  moment's  space, 

When  life  and  all  its  cares  shall  end 
In  vengeance  or  in  grace ! 

4  O  for  that  power  which  melts  the  heart, 
And  lifts  the  soul  on  high, 

Where  sin,  and  grief,  and  death  depart, 
And  pleasures  never  die. 


SALVATION   NEEDED. 

5  There  we  with  ecstasy  shall  fall 

Before  Immanuers  feet; 
And  hail  him  as  our  All  in  all, 

In  happiness  complete. 

M.  Wilkes. 

Ill  C    M- 

111      Warnings  from  the  Grave. 

BENEATH  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head, 
Is  equal  warning  given ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 

2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 
And  lurks  in  every  flower ; 

Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 
Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 

And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 
Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb; 

And  shall  earth  still  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come? 

5  Turn,  mortal,  turn;  thy  danger  know: 
Where'er  ttiy  foot  can  tread, 

The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  by  her  dead. 

6  Turn,  mortal,  turn ;  thy  soul  apply 
To  truths  divinely  given: 

The  dead  who  underneath  thee  lie, 
Shall  live  for  hell  or  heaven. 

Ji.  Heber. 

1  4/0  Fear  of  Hell. 

TERRIBLE  thought!  shall  I  alone, 
Who  may  be  saved,  shall  I, 
Of  all,  alas !  whom  I  have  known, 
Through  sin  forever  die? 


BY  ALL  MANKIND. 

2  While  all  my  old  companions  dear, 
With  whom  I  once  did  live, 

Joyful  at  God's  right  hand  appear, 
A  blessing  to  receive: 

3  Shall  I,  amidst  a  ghastly  band, 
Dragged  to  the  judgment-seat, 

Far  on  the  left  with  horror  stand, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet? 

4  Ah!  no;  I  still  may  turn  and  live, 
For  still  his  wrath  delays ; 

He  now  vouchsafes  a  kind  reprieve, 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 

5  I  will  accept  his  offers  now, 
From  every  sin  depart, 

Perform  my  oft-repeated  vow, 
And  render  him  my  heart. 

6  I  will  improve  what  I  receive, 
The  grace  through  Jesus  given ; 

Sure,  if  with  God  on  earth  I  live, 
To  live  with  God  in  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1 1Q  L  M 

i  ±0  The  Accepted  Time. 

Y^THILE  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day! 
V V      How  sweet  the  Gospel's  charming  sound ' 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

2  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 
Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 

Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

3  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

4  Now  God  invites;  how  blest  the  day! 
How  sweet  the  Gospel's  charming  sound ! 

Come,  sinners,  haste,  O  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

91  T.  Divight, 


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SALVATION    NEEDED. 

L.  M. 

Strait  is  the  Gate. 

BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  walk  together  there; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command ; 

Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  gain  the  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 

Shall  be  esteemed  no  more  a  saint, 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  a1!  our  hopes  be  vaiu: 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new: 

Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain. 
Which  false  professors  never  knew. 

Isaac  Watts 


1  An,  L-  M- 

1  ill        The  Dead  and  the  Living. 

WHERE  are  the  dead?  In  heaven  or  hell 
Their  disembodied  spirits  dwell; 
Their  perished  forms,  in  bonds  of  clay, 
Reserved  until  the  judgment  day. 

2  Where  are  the  living?    On  the  ground 
Where  prayer  is  heard  and  mercy  found ; 
Where,  in  the  compass  of  a  span,  • 

The  mortal  makes  the  immortal  man. 

3  Then,  timely  warned,  let  us  begin 
To  follow  Christ  and  flee  from  sin : 
Daily  grow  up  in  him  pur  Head, 
Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead. 

James  Montgomery. 
03 


BY  ALL  MANKIND. 

MR  s  M- 

1 10  The  Horrors  of  the  Second  Death. 

0  WHERE  shall  rest  b9  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 
'Twere  vaiu  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 

'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years ; 
And  all  that  lif  e  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 

O  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Thou  G-od  of  truth  and  grace! 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun; 

Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
Forever  more  undone. 

James  Montgomery. 

1 17  s-  M- 

111    To-day  the  Accepted  Time. 

NOW  is  the  accepted  time, 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace; 
Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 
The  Saviour  calls  to-day: 

To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late, 
Then  why  should  you  delay? 

3  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 
The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 
Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

J.  Dobell. 


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SALVATION   DEEDED. 

C.  P.  M. 

The  Momentous  Question. 

AND  am  I  only  born  to  die? 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 
With  nature's  stern  decree? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains? 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains, 
To  all  eternity. 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  house  of  clay  \ 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  aud  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day. 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear,, 

If  lif  e  so  soon  is  gone ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

The  inexorable  throne! 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts'ernploy, 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy ; 

But,  O !  when  both  shall  end, 
"Where  shall  I  fiud  my  destined  place? 
Shall  I  my  everlasting  days 

With  fiends  or  angels  spend  ? 

5  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

6  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray ; 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  be  thou  my  Way 

To  glorious  happiness. 
Ah !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart ; 
And  whenso'er  I  hence  depart, 
I^et  me  depart  in  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 
94 


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BY  ALL  MANKIND. 

7. 


The  Danger  of  Delay. 

HASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise ! 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun: 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore ! 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  thy  season  should  be.  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return ! 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest! 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

J.  Scott. 

1KO  7,6L 

1  0\J     What  Sin  hath  Done. 

HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent! 
Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued; 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Stained  and  covered  with  his  blood ! 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done? 
Crucified  the  eternal  Son. 

2  Yes,  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed ; 
Driven  the  nails  that  fixed  him  there. 

Crowned  with  thorns  his  sacred  head; ' 

Plunged  into  his  side  the  spear; 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 
While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

3  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain? 
Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue? 

Open  all  his  wounds  again, 

And  the  shameful  cross  renew? 
No;  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part; 
Saviour,  take  my  broken  heart. 

95         Charles  Wesley. 


feALVATlON    NEEDED. 

DEPRAVITY. 


151 


D1 


L.  M. 

Balm  i.i  Gilead,  and  a  Good  Physician  Tlicrc 

kEEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made 
AVhere  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure^ 
In  vain,  alas !  is  nature's  aid ; 
The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 

2  But  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found, 
And  ii  no  kind  physician  nigh, 

To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly? 

3  There  is  a  great  Physician  near; 
Look  up,  O  fainting  soul,  and  live; 

See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles,  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give. 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
Life,  health,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow ; 

And  in  that  sacrificial  flood 
A  balm  for  all  thy  grief  and  woe. 

A.  Steele 


152 


L.  M. 
Original  and  Actual  Sin. 


LORD,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean; 
Sprang  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  Behold,  we  fall  before  thy  face; 
Our  only  refuge  is  thy  grace; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  us  clean; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 


4  Nor  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  uor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dism.il  staia  away. 

5  Jesus,  thy  blood,  thy  blood  alone, 
Hath  power  suffii-ionb  to  atone; 

Thy  blood  can  make  us  white  as  snow; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  us  so. 

6  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  our  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease ; 

Lord,  let  us  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  these  broken  hearts  rejoice. 

"  Isaac  Watts. 

1  KO  L.  M. 

lUV        The  Inbred  Leprosy. 

JESUS,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee, 
Can  turn  my  heart, and  make  it  clean; 
Purge  out  the  inbred  leprosy, 
And  save  me  from  my  bosom  sin. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  wilt,  I  do  believe 
Thou  canst  the  saving  grace  impart; 

Thou  canst  this  instant  now  forgive, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  My  heart  which  now  to  thee  I  raise, 

I  know  thou  canst  this  moment  cleanse; 
The  deepest  stains  of  sin  efface, 
And  drive  the  evil  spirit  hence. 

4  Be  it  according  to  thy  word; 
Accomplish  now  thy  work  in  me; 

And  let  my  soul,  to  health  restored, 
Devote  its  deathless  powers  to  thee. 

Charles  Weslty. 

MS.  M. 
Dead  in  Trespasses  and  Sins. 
HOW  helpless  nature  lies, 
Unconscious  of  her  load ! 
The  heart  unchanged  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God, 
97 


SALVATION   NEEDED. 

2  Can  aught  but  power  divine 
The  stubborn  will  subdue? 

'Tis  thine,  eternal  Spirit,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew: 

3  The  passions  to  recall, 
And  upward  bid  them  rise; 

To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 

4  O  change  these  hearts  of  ours, 
And  give  them  life  divine; 

Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine.  A.  Steele, 

IKK  S.  M. 

J  00  Hardness  of  Heart  Lamented. 

0  THAT  I  could  repent ! 
O  that  I  could  believe! 
Thou,  by  thy  voice,  the  marble  rend, 

The  rock  in  sunder  cleave : 
Thou,  by  thy  two-edged  sword, 

My  soul  and  spirit  part; 
Strike,  with  the" hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 
2  Saviour,  and  Prince  of  peace! 

The  double  grace  bestow ; 
Unloose  the  bands  of  wickedness, 

And  let  the  captive  go: 
Grant  me  my  sins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove: 
Wound,  and  pour  in,  my  wounds  to  heal, 

The  balm  of  pardoning  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

LIFE  SHORT  AND  UNCERTAIN. 

C.  M. 


158 


Man  Frail,  God  Eternal. 

OGOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
( )ur  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home: 


LIFE  SHORT  AND  UNCERTAIN. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 
Still  may  we  dwell  secure: 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 
Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 
Bears  all  its  sons  away; 

They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 

Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

7  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come ; 

Be  thou  our  guide  while  life  shall  last, 
And  our  perpetual  home. 

Isaac  Watts. 


157 


C.  M. 


Frailty  of  Life. 

THEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name! 
And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we! 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 
As  days  and  months  increase ; 

And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 


SALVATION   NEEDED. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave: 

Whate'cr  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 
To  push  us  to  the  tcmb; 

And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 
Attends  on  every  breath; 

And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 

6  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 
To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  Grod! 

Isaac  Watts. 

1  KQ  L.  M. 
I  00        The  Soul's  Best  Portion. 

4LMIC4HTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span ; 
A  little  point  my  life  appears; 

How  frail,  at  best,  is  dying  man! 
How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears! 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noise,  and  show ; 
Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind: 

He  heaps  up  treasures  mixed  with  woe, 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  O  be  a  nobler  portion  mine! 

My  God,  I  bow  before  thy  throne; 
Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hope  on  thee  alone. 

A.  Sieele. 
100 


LIFE  SHORT  AND   UNCERTAIN. 

1KQ  L.M. 

1  rJ  ?7  Earthly  Things  Vain  and  Transitory. 

HO  TV  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies ! 
How  transient  every  earthly  bliss! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this! 

2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 
The  withering  grass,  the  facing  flower, 

Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true, 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 

3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 
And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 

There  is  a  brighter  world  on  high; 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 
Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears: 

If  God  be  ours,  we're  traveling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

J).  E.  Ford. 


160 


L.  M. 

Peaceful  Death  Expected,  and  Prayed  for. 
OHRINKING-  from  the  cold  hand  of  death, 
O    I  soon  shall  gather  up  my  feet; 
Shall  soon  resign  this  fleeting  breath, 
And  die,  my  fathers'  God  to  meet. 

2  Numbered  among  thy  people,  I 
Expect  with  joy  thy  face  to  see: 

Because  thou  didst  for  sinners  die, 
Jesus,  in  death  remember  me! 

3  O  that,  without  a  lingering  groan, 
I  may  the  welcome  word  receive; 

My  body  with  my  charge  lay  down, 
And  cease  at  once  to  work  and  live.    . 

4  Walk  with  me  through  the  dreadful  shade, 
And,  certified  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  spirit,  calm  and  undismayed, 
I  shall  into  thy  hands  resign. 
101 


SALVATION    NEEDED. 


5  No  anxious  doubt,  no  guilty  gloom, 
Shall  damp  whom  Jesus1  presence  cheers: 

My  Light,  my  Life,  my  God  is  come, 
Aud  glory  in  his  face  appears. 

Charles  Wesley. 


m 


)  1   lam  Going  the  Way  of  all  the  Earth. 

PASS  a  few  sw  if tly  fleeting  veal's, 
And  all  that  noAv  in  bodies  live 
Shall  quit,  like  me,  the  vale  of  tears, 
Their  righteous  sentence  to  receive. 

2  But  all,  before  they  hence  remove, 
May  mansions  for  themselves  prepare 

In  that  eternal  house  above; 
And,  O  my  God,  shall  I  be  there- 

Charles  Wesley. 


162 


S.  M. 
Our  Fathers;  Where  are  They? 


HOAV  swift  the  torrent  rolls 
That  bears  113  to  fcho  sea ; 

The  tide  that  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity. 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 
"With  all  they  called  their  own  i 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares 
And  wealth  and  honor,  gone. 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 
Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

Ki  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace. 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

P.  Doddridge. 
102 


J  03 


LIFE  SHORT  AND  UNCERTAIN'. 

B.    H. 

O  Solemn  'I  houghts  on  V.ia  Future. 


AND  am  I  born  to  die? 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 

Into  a  world  unknown? 
A  land  of  deepest  shade, 

Unpierced  by  human  thought, 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 
"Where  all  things  are  forgot' 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will  become  of  mo? 
Eternal  happiness  or  woe 

Must  then  my  portion  be: 
Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge,  with  glory  crowned, 

And  see  the  naming  skies! 


3  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb, 

With  triumph  or  regret? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 

A  curse  or  blessing,  meet? 
Will  angel  bands  convey 

Their  brother  to  the  bar? 
Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away, 

To  meet  its  sentence  there? 


4  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt 

That  tears  my  anxious  breast        ' 
Shall  I  be  with  the  damned  casu  out, 

Or  numbered  with  the  blest? 
I  must  from  God  be  driven, 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell; 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven, 

Or  else  depart  to  hell ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
lr3 


164 


SALVATION   NEEDED. 

C.  P.  M. 

The  Brink  of  Fate. 


LO!  ON  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twrxt  two  unbounded  seas,  I  stand. 
Secure,  insensible: 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  that  heavenly  place, 
Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God,  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress: 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array; 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
4nd  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 

c  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here; 
!,Vith  serious  industry  aud  fear 

Eternal  bliss  to  insure ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
4  ad  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

5  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 
And  reign  with  thee  above, 
There  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 
4nd  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

104 


DOOM  OP  THE  UNGODLY. 

DOOM  OF  THE  UNGODLY. 

1UW        The  Final  Conflagration. 

THE  great  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 
(While  twice  ten  thousand  thunders  roar,) 
Tear  up  the  graves,  and  cleave  the  ground, 
And  make  the  greedy  sea  restore. 

2  The  greedy  sea  shall  yield  her  dead; 
The  earth  no  more  her  slain  conceal ; 

Sinners  shall  lift  their  guilty  head, 
And  shrink  to  see  a  yawning  hell. 

3  But  we,  who  now  our  Lord  confess, 
And  faithful  to  the  end  endure, 

Shall  stand  in  Jesus'  righteousness; 
Stand,  as  the  Rock  of  Ages,  sure. 

4  We,  while  the  stars  from  heaven  shall  fall, 
And  mountains  are  on  mountains  hurled, 

Shall  stand  unmoved  amidst  them  all, 
And  smile  to  see  a  burning  world. 

5  The  earth  and  all  the  works  therein 
Dissolve,  by  raging  names  destroyed; 

While  we  survey  the  awful  scene, 
And  mount  above  the  fiery  void. 

6  By  faith  we  now  transcend  the  skies, 
And  on  that  ruined  world  look  down: 

By  love  above  all  height  we  rise, 
And  share  the  everlasting  throne. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1  ftft  S-  M' 

1UU    The  Solemn  Midnight  Cry. 

THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 

We  all  shall  soon  appear; 
Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray: 
105 


SALTV  A.TION   NEEDED. 

2  To  pray,  and  wait  the  hour, 
That  awful  hour  unknown, 

When,  robed  in  majesty  and  power. 
Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down, 

The  immortal  Son  of  man, 
To  judge  the  human  race, 

With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train. 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

3  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

To  increase  our  gracious  fears, 
Forever  let  the  archangel's  voice 

Be  sounding  in  our  ears 
The  solemn  midnight  cry, 

Ye  dead,  the  Judge  isVome; 
Arise,  and  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

And  meet  your  instant  doom. 

4  O  may  we  all  be  found 
Obedient  to  thy  word, 

Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 

And  looking  for  our  Lord. 
O  may  we  thus  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest; 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 

An  everlasting  rest. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1  ft7  8>  7> 4- 

1  U  I      The  Judgment-Day. 
T\AY  of  judgment,  da}'  of  wonders! 
\J  Hark !  the  trumpet's  awf ul  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round: 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound ! 

>  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
Then  shall  say,  "This  God  is  mine:" 

Glorious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine! 
1C6 


DOOM  OF  THE  UNGODLY. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  froni  earth  and  sea; 

All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  voice,  prepare  to  flee : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below, 

He  will  say,  "Come  near,  ye  blessed; 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow: 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

John  Neiuton. 


1 UO  The  Great  Day  of  His  Wrath. 

WOE  to  the  men  on  earth  who  dwell, 
Nor  dread  the  Almighty's  frown, 
When  God  doth  all  his  wrath  reveal, 
And  shower  his  judgments  down. 

2  Sinners,  expect  those  heaviest  showers : 
To  meet  your  God,  prepare ; 

For  lo !  the  seventh  angel  pours 
His  vial  on  the  air. 

3  Lo!  from  their  seats  the  mountains  leap: 
The  mountains  are  not  found; 

Transported  far  into  the  deep, 
And  in  the  ocean  drowned. 

4  Who  then  shall  live  and  face  the  throne, 
And  see  the  Judge  severe? 

When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  and  gone, 
O  where  shall  I  appear? 

5  Now,  only  now,  against  that  hour 
We  may  a  place  provide ; 

Beyond  the  grave,  beyond  the  power 
Of  hell,  our  spirits  hide: 
107 


SALVATION   NEEDED 

6  Firm  in  the  all-destroying  shock, 

May  view  the  final  scene ; 
For,  lo!  the  everlasting  Rock 

1 ;  cleft  to  ta!ie  us  in. 

Charles  Wesley. 


169 


C.  M. 

The  Dreadful  Sentence. 

rpHAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
JL     The  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
"\ . "lieu  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus,  thou  source  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  ruler  of  my  heart, 

How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word,  "Depart!" 

3  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word 
"Would  so  torment  my  ear, 

•Twould  tear  my.soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What,  to  be  banished  from  my  Lord, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die; 

To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
And  death  forever  fly? 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
To  see  my  God  remove, 

And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 


170 


G.  M. 

Secrets  of  the  Heart  made  Known. 

AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day 
i\  r  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say? 
108 


DOOM  OF  THE  UNGODLY. 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  ray  heart 
Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 

And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live; 
With  what  religious  fear; 

Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  hero. 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead 
The  watchful  power  bestow ; 

So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near; 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear.  - 

Charles  Wesley. 

mC.  M. 
Probation  Limited... 
THERE  is  a  time  we  know  not  when, 
A  point  we  know-not  where, 
That  marks  the  destiny  of  men, 
To  glory  or  despair. 

2  There  is  a  line  by  us  unseen, 
That  crosses  every  path ; 

The  hidden  boundary  between 
God's  patience  and  his  wrath. 

3  To  pass  that  limit,  is  to  die; 
To  die  as  if  by  stealth ; 

It  does  not  quench  the  beaming  eye, 
Or  pale  the  glow  of  health. 

4  The  conscience  may  be  still  at  ease, 
The  spirit  light  and  gay, 

That  which  is  pleasing  still  may  please. 
And  care  be  thrust  away. 
109 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

5  Oil !  where  is  this  mysterious  bourne 

By  which  our  path  is  crossed; 
Beyond  which  God  himself  hath  sworn 
i    That  he  who  goes  is  lost. 

G  How  far  may  we  go  on  in  sin? 

How  long  will  God  forbear? 
Where  does  hope  end?  and  where  begin 

The  confines  of  despair? 

7  An  answer  from  the  skies  is  sent: 
"  Yo  that  from  God  depart ! 

Yv  hilo  it  is  called  to-day,  repent 
And  harden  not  your  heart." 

Alexander 


SALVATION  PROVIDED, 


172 


THE  BIBLE. 

C.  M. 

Excellency  and  Sufficiency. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
"What  endless  glory  shines ; 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

I  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Pdches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 

And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast: 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 

Invite  the  longing  taste. 
110 


,    THE  BIBLE. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
i     Spreads  heavenly  peace  around : 

And  life,  and  everlasting  joys. 
V    Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
Our  ever  dear  delight ; 

And  still  new  beauties  ma)  we  see. 
And  still  increasing  light. 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord. 
Be  thou  forever  near; 

Teach  us  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  the  Saviour  there. 

Anne  Steele. 

1  /  O    Riches  of  Gods  Word. 

THE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
The  sacred  leaves  unfold ; 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light  descending  from  above 
Directs  our  doubtful  feet; 

Hero  promises  of  heavenly  love 

Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 
8  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redressed,, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied: 
Naught  Ave  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 

Is  in  this  book  denied. 
4  For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 

Assured  that  we  shall  find. 

S.  Stennett. 

mC.  M. 
Preeiousness  of  the  Bible. 
TT  O W  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
JLl    By  inspiration  given; 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 
Ill 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts. 
In  this  dark  vr.Io  cf  tears ; 

And  life,  and  li~ht,  and  joy  imparts, 
And  banishes  our  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way; 

Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

J.  Fawceti. 

1  7K  C.  M. 

1  I  O  Light  and  Glory  of  the  Sacred  Pane 
T¥7HAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page! 

VV      Majestic  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age; 
It  gives  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 
The  gracious  light  and  heat; 

Its  truths  upon  the  nation  rise : 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Lord !  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 
For  such  a  bright  display, 

As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
"With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  Our  souls  rejoicingly  pursue 
The  steps  of  him  we  love, 

Till  glory  break  upon  our  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

W.  Cowper. 

C.  M. 

Revelation  Welcomed  and  Disseminated. 

HAIL,  sacred  truth!  whose  piercing  rays 
Dispel  the  shades  of  night : 
Diffusing  o'er  a  ruined  world 
The  healing  beams  of  light. 

2  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  with  friendly  aid, 
Restores  our  wandering  feet; 

Converts  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet, 
113 


176 


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3  O  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad 

In  all  their  radiant  blaze ; 
And  bid  the  admiring  world  adore 

The  glories  of  thy  grace. 

J.  Buttress. 


177 


C.  Id.. 
The  SpiriVs  Enlightening  Influences. 


COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire ; 
Let  us  thine  influence  prove ; 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire ; 
Fountain  of  life  and  love. 

2  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  moved  by  thee 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke : 
Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key 

Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

8  Expand  thy  wings,  Celestial  Dove 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night; 
On  our  disordered  spirits  move, 

And  let  there  now  be  light. 

4  God,  through  himself,  we  then  shall  know, 

I£  thou  within  us  shine ; 
And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 

The  depths  cf  lore  divine. 

Charles  Wesley. 


178 


C.  M. 
The  rtexealing  Spirit. 

"|7<ATHER  of  all,  in  whom  alone 
JD      We  live,  and  move,  and  breathe: 
One  bright,  c  elestial  ray  dart  down, 
And  cheer  thy  sons  beneath. 

2  While  in  thy  word  wo  search  for  thee, 
(We  search  with  trembling  awe ;) 

Open  our  eyes  and  let  us  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 
113 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

«.  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 

The  light  that  shines  so  clear; 
Now  the  revealing  Spirit  send, 

And  give  ns  ears  to  hear. 

4  Before  ns  make  thy  goodness  pass, 
Which  here  by  faith  we  know ; 

Let  ns  in  Jesus  see  thy  face, 
And  die  to  all  below. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1  70  c-  M- 

1  i  V  Perfection  of  the  Law  and  Testimony. 

THY  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light; 
Thy  testimonies  sure 
The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right. 
And  thy  commandment  pure. 

2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 
And  make  thy  servant  wise ; 

Let  these  be  gladuess  to  my  ears, 
The  dayspring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warned  betimes ; 
Who  knows  tho  guile  within  ? 

Lord,  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimes 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

4  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express, 
The  thoughts  that  throng  m}-  mind, 

0  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
With  thee  acceptance  find. 

James  Montgomery. 

1  Qfl  L-  M- 

1 OU  The  Saviour  Seen  in  the  Scrijitures. 

NOW  let  my  soul,  eternal  King, 
To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring , 
My  knee,  with  humble  homage,  bow ; 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above ; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace, 

114 


THE  BIBLE. 

3  There,  what  delightful  truths  I  read! 
There,  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed: 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 

4  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  gives  my  laboring  conscience  peace ; 
Raises  my  grateful  thoughts  on  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  0  let  my  song, 
Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong 
Let  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 

Till  time  and  nature  a^e  no  more. 

0.  Iliginbothara. 

1 0  1  The  Two  Revelations. 

THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord.; 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines: 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days,  thy  power  confess, 

But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  tby  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand : 

So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run: 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blessed 
That  see  the 'light,,  or  feelthe  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 
115 


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SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

b  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven: 

Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 
Isaac  Watte, 

lOO  S.  M. 

1  O  u  Safety  in  Keeping  God's  Precepts, 
OW  perfect  is  thy  word, 
Thy  judgments  all  are  just; 
Aid  ever  in  thy  promise,  Lord, 
May  man  securely  trust. 

2  I  hear  thy  word  in  love ; 
In  faith  thy  word  obey ; 

O  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
To  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way. 

3  Thy  counsels  all  are.  plain, 
Thy  precepts  all  are  pure; 

As  long  as  heaven  and  earth  remain, 
Thy  truth  shall  still  endure. 

4  O  may  my  soul,  with  joy, 
Trust  in  thy  faithful  word ; 

Bo  it  through  life  my  glad  employ, 
To  keep  thy  precepts,  Lord. 

Isaac  Watts. 

S.  M. 
The  Word  of  God  Quick  and  Pou-erful, 

THY  word,  almighty  Lord, 
Where'er  it  enters  in, 
Is  sharper  than  a  two-edged  sword, 
To  slay  the  man  of  sin. 

2  Thy  word  is  power  and  life; 
It  bids  confusion  cease, 

An  I  changes  envy,  hatred,  strife, 
To  love,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

3  Then  let  our  hearts  obey 
The  gospel's  glonous  sound ; 

And  all  its  fruits,  from  day  to  day, 
Be  in  us  and  abound. 

J.  Montgomery, 
11G 


83 


THE  BIBLE- 

MS.  M. 
Their  Universal  Diffusion. 
JESUS,  the  word  bestow, 
The  true  immortal  seed ; 
Thy  gospel  then  shall  greatly  grow, 

And  all  our  laud  o'erspread ; 
Through  earth  extended  wide 

Shall  mightily  prevail, 
Destroy  the  works  of  self  and  pride, 

And  shake  the  gates  of  hell. 
2  Its  energy  exert 

In  the  believing  soul ; 
Di.fuse  thy  grace  through  every  part, 

And  sanctify  the  whole; 
Its  utmost  virtue  show 

In  pure  consummate  love,  

Aud  fill  with  all  thy  life  below, 
And  give  us  thrones  above.  -    - 

Charles-  Vfestey... 

1QPC  L.  MJO-L- 

100        Delight  in  the  Word. 

T I  THEN  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit, 
VV      Thy  book  be  my  companion  still ;   - 
My  joys  thy  sayings  to  repeat,        '  '"6 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will, 
And  search  the  Oracles  divine, 
Till  every  heartfelt  word  be  mine". 

2  O  may  the -gracious  words  divine, 
-    Subject  of  all  my  converse  be ; 
So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 

And  walk -and  talk  himself  with  me: 
So  shall  my  heart  his  presence  prove. 
And  burn  with  everlasting  love.  . 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
O  may  the  reconciling  word 

Sweetly  compose  my  weary  breast ; 

While  on  the  bosom  of  my  Lord 
I  sink  in  blissful  dreams  away, 
And  visions  of  eternal  day, 
117 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

4  Rising  to  sing  my  Saviour's  praise, 
Thee  may  I  publish  all  day  long; 

And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart,  and  fill  my  tongue: 

Fill  all  my  life  with  purest  love, 

And  join  me  to  the  church  above. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1  0£  L.  M.  61. 
1 00        The  Divine  Interpreter. 

QPIRIT  of  Truth,  essential  God, 

t  J    Who  didst  thine  ancient  saints  inspire, 

Shed  in  their  hearts  thy  love  abroad, 

And  touch  their  hallowed  lips  with  fire: 
Our  God  from  all  eternity, 
World  without  end  we  worship  thee. 

2  Still  we  believe,  almighty  Lord, 

Whose  presence  fills  both  earth  and  heaven. 
The  meaning  of  the  written  word 

Is  by  thy  inspiration  given ; 
Thou  only  dost  thyself  explain 
The  secret  mind  of  God  to  man. 

3  Come,  then,  divine  Interpreter, 
The  Scriptures  to  our  hearts  apply: 

And,  taught  by  thee,  we  God  revere ; 

Him  in  three  persons  magnify : 
And  still  the  triune  God  adore, 
Who  was,  and  is,  forever  more. 

Charles  Wesley, 


187 


THE  ATONEMENT. 

C.  M 
The  Joyful  Sound. 


SALVATION!  0  the  joyful  sound! 
What  pleasure  to  our  ears; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
118 


TIIE  ATONEMENT. 

2  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raLe  the  sound. 

3  Salvation!  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb! 
To  thee  the  praise  belongs: 

Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

Isaac  Wafts. 

1  QQ  c-  M- 

1  GO    All-sufficiency  of  the  Gospel. 

THE  gospel !  O,  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound ; 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  delight  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  divine, 
In  rich  effusion  flow. 

For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  The  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 
Stoops  to  our  vile  abode . 

While  angels  view  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hail  the  incarnate  God. 

4  How  rich  the  depths  of  love  divine 
Of  bliss  a  boundless  store! 

Redeemer,  let  me  call  thee  mine, 
Thy  fullness  I  implore. 

5  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies; 
Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall; 

My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all! 

Anne  Steele. 

1  OQ  C.  M 

lOO     The  Wonders  of  Redemption . 

HOW  great  the  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
Which  in  redemption  shine ; 
The  heavenly  host  with  joy  confess 
The  work  is  all  divine. 
119 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

2  Before  his  feet  they  cast  their  crowns, 
Those  crowns  which  Jesus  gave, 

And,  with  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues, 
Proclaim  his  power  to  save. 

3  They  tell  the  triumphs  of  his  cross, 
The  sufferings  which  he  bore ; 

How  low  he  stooped,  how  high  he  rose, 
And  rose  to  stoop  no  more. 

4  With  them  let  us  our  voices  raise, 
And  still  the  song  renew; 

Salvation  well  deserves  the  praise 
Of  men  and  angels  too. 

B.  Beddome. 


190 


c.  r 


Sufficiency  and  Freeness. 

OWHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found! 
•Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

3  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  soul  >, 

Are  freely  welcome  here ; 
Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 

Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

3  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 
Your  every  burden  bring: 

Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

4  TThoever  will,  O  gracious  word! 
May  of  this  stream  partake ; 

Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink,  for  Jesus'  sake. 

5  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
Have  here  found  life  and  peace; 

Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

S.  Medley.    Alt. 
ICO 


THE  ATONEMENT. 

ML.  M. 
Love  which  Passeth  Knowledge. 
OF  HIM  who  did  salvation  bring, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing ; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given, 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  : 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blushed  in  blood* 
'  He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God : 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan; 
"Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry: 

Ah!  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 
Ah!  who  that  loves  can  love  enough? 

*$"•  Bernard  of  Clairvaux. 

1  HO  L.  M. 

1  v u  The  Divine  Teacher. 

HOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
While  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place. 

3  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke. 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers  way ; 

Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest. 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher !  we  will  come, 

Obev,  end  be  forever  blest. 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust! 

Pillars  of  earthly  {Hide,  decay! 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 

Anil  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

J.  Bowering. 

1  QQ  BL  M. 

A  VO    All-sufficient  Grace. 

(1  RACE    'tis  a  charming  sound, 
T    Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  man: 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan." 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  ^he  heavenly  road ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
"While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 

P.  Doddridge. 

MS.  M. 
Our  Debt  paid  upon  the.  Cross. 
"IT  "HAT  majesty  and  grace 
V  \       Through  all  the  gospel  shine  I 
'Tis  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess 
The  doctrine  most  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  throne  on  high, 
The  mighty  Saviour  comes; 

Lays  his  .wight  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  fle>h  assumes. 

3  The  debt  that  sinners  owed, 
Upon  the  cross  he  pays: 

Then  through  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 
'Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 
IS 


THE  ATONEMENT. 

4  There  our  High  Priest  appears, 
Before  his  Father's  throne ; 

Mingles  his  merits  -with  our  tears, 
And  pours  salvation  down. 

5  Great  Sovereign,  we  adore 
Thy  justice  and  thy  grace, 

And  on  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
Our  firm  dependence  place. 

S.  Stennett: 


95 


S.  M, 
Christ,  the  Only  Source  of  Salvation 

GOD'S  holy  law  transgressed. 
Speaks  nothing  but  despair ; 
Convinced  of  guilt,  with  grief  oppressed, 
Wo  find  no  comfort  there. 

2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 
Nor  works  which  we  have  done, 

Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

3  Relief  alone  is  found 

In  Jesus  precious  olood: 
'Tis  this  that  deals  the  mortal  wound, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 

4  This  is  salvation's  source ; 
And  all  our  hopes  arise 

From  him,  who,  hanging  on  the  cross, 
A  spotless  victim  dies. 

B.  Bed  dome. 

1  UK  c- M- 

1  v\J  Efficacy  of  the  Atoning  Blood. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuers  veins ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 

Lose  all  their  gudty  stains. 
2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

Tnat  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  have  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
^Vashad  ad  my  sins  away. 
13J 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb!  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  power, 

Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  ths  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  su  ply, 

Kedeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 

"When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

W.  Cotpper. 


197 


C.  M. 

The  Precious  Name. 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear ; 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  souL 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Dear  Name,  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 
My  shield  and  hiding-place; 

My  never'-failing-treasure,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace: 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Saviour,  Friend 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  'bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art* 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 
124 


THE  ATONEMENT. 

6  I  would  thy  boundless  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath ; 
Ho  shall  the  music  of  thy  name 

Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

J.  Newton. 

1QQ  C,J1. 

1  vO      He  Waiteth  to  be  Gracious. 

THY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love, 
Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  misery. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still; 
Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear; 

That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  to  me, 
To  every  soul,  abound; 

A  vast,  unfathomable  sea, 
Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 
So  plenteous  is  the  store; 

Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 

Enough  forever  more. 
6  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  that  cannot  move: 
A  thousand  promises  declare 

Thy  constancy  ©f  love. 
6  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns, 

Unalterably  sure; 
And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains, 

His  goodness  must  endure. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1  J  J    The  Unspeakable  Gift. 

HAPPY  the  man  who  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race, 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above,  - 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

2  Happy,  beyond  description,  he 
"Who  knows  the  Saviour  died  for  me! 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 

And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Wisdom  divine !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise? 
"Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  filled  with  length  of  days. 
True  riches,  aud  immortal  praise, 
Riches  of  Christ  on  all  bestowed, 

And  honor  that  descends  froin^GocL 

5  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites, 
Chaste,  holy,  spiritual  delights; 

Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains; 
Thrice  happy,  who  his  guest  retains: 
He  owns,  and  shall  forever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 

Charles  Wesley. 


THE  CHURCH. 

8, 

God  is  in  the  Miisi  of  Her. 

LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoker 

X    Si  on,  city  of  our  God;  * 

E  2  iT  h  c  ae  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Fears  ted  thee  far  his  own  abode; 
On  toe  Rock  cf  ages  founded, 

Whs&  cai  shake  thy  sure  repose  \ 
With  salvation's  wal"  surrounded, 

Thou  niayest  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 


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THE    CHURCH. 

2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love. 

Still  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove: 

Who  can  faint  whib  such  a  liver 
Ever  flows  our  thirst  to  assuage? 

Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering. 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appeal! 

For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near; 

He  who  gives  us  daily  manna, 
He  who  listens  when  we  cry, 

Let  him  hear  the  loud  Hosaima 
Rising  to  his  throne  on  high. 

J.  Aewton 


201 


8,  T 
God  her  Everlasting  Light. 

HEAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken 
O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 
Fair  abodes  I  build  for  jrou: 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways; 

You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

"Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see; 
But,  your  griefs  forever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me: 
God  shall  rise,  and,  shining  e'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  ^loom  of  night; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light. 

W.  Cowper. 
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SALTATION   PROVIDED. 

909  ■    • L 

u\)  -J      Her  Enemies  Co. i founded. 
rylOy  stands  with  hills  surrounded, 
I A    Zion.  kept  by  power  divine: 
All  her  foes  shall  be  eonfoonded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine: 
Happy  Zion, 

"What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish; 
Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee. 
Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  rnore  bright, 

But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight: 

God  is  with  thee. 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

Ihotna?  Kelly. 

OAO  L.  M. 

/C'JO        Fraud  ice  Christianity. 

HAPPY  the  souls  that  first  believed, 
To  Jesus  and  each  othd  cleaved; 
Join'd  by  the  unction  from  above, 
In  mystic  fellowship  of  lore. 

2  Heek,  simple  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
They  lived,  and  spake,  and  thought  the  same 
They  joyfully  conspired  to  raise 

Their  ceaseless  sa  :in\-.  of  praise. 

3  YTith  grace  abundantly  endued, 
A  pure,  beueving  multitude, 

They  all  were  of  one  heart  and  soul, 
And  only  love  inspired  the  whole. 

4  O  what  an  age  of  golden  days  I 
O  what  a  choice,  peculiar  raee ! 
"\Y"ash"d  in  the  Lamb's  all-cleansing  blood, 
Anointed  Kings  and  Priests  to  God! 

Ed 


THE    CHURCH. 

5  "Wliere  shall  I  wander  now  to  find 
The  church  the  apostle  left  behind ; 
The  faithful  ones,  the  tried  and  true, 
Among  the  sons  of  men  are  few. 

6  Ye  different  sects,  who  all  declare, 

"  Lo,  here  is  Christ!"  or,  "  Christ  is  there !v 
Your  stronger  proofs  divinely  give, 
And  show  me  where  the  Christians  live. 
1  Your  claim,  alas!  ye  cannot  prove; 
Ye  want  the  genuine  mark  of  love: 
Thou  only,  Lord,  thine  own  canst  show; 
For  sure  thou  hast  a  church  below. 

CharUs  Wesley. 

i)f]A  L.  M. 

ajXJx.        Glorious  and  Spotless. 

JESUS,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Great  Builder  of  thy  Church  belov/: 
If  now  thy  Spirit  move  my  breast, 
Hear,  and  fulfill  thine  own  request. 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  sanctifying  word, 
And  thee  their  utmost  Saviour  own; 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  express, 
Stand  forth  thy  chosen  witnesses; 
Thy  power  unto  salvation  show  I 
And  perfect  holiness  below. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold 
How  Christians  lived  in  days  of  old; 
Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach  and  love. 

5  Call  them  into  thy  wondrous  light, 
Worthy  to  walk  with  thee  in  white: 
Make  up  thy  jewels,  Lord,  and  show 
Thy  glorious,  spotless  Church  below. 

6  From  every  sinful  wrinkle  free, 
Redeemed  from  all  iniquity. 

The  fellowship  of  saints  make  known, 
And  O,  my  God,  may  I  be  one! 

129  Charles  Wesley 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

i)C\r{  L.  ML 

C\JO  Continued — Witnesses  for  Jesus. 

0  MIGHT  my  lot  be  cast  with  these, 
The  least  of  Jesus'  witnesses; 
O  that  my  Lord  would  couut  me  meet, 
To  wash  his  dear  disciples  feet. 

2  This  only  thing  do  I  require : 

Thou  knowest  'tis  all  my  heart's  desire, 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 
The  servant  of  thy  Church  to  live: 

3  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
Anc  wait  upon  thy  saints  below; 
SSajoy  the  grace  to  angels  given, 
And  serve  the  royal  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Lcrvl,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
Ar:.c.  ask  according  to  thy  will, 
Ooatrm  the  prayer,  the  seal  impart, 

And  apeak  the  answer  to  my  heart. 

-<* 

8  Tell  me,  or  thou  shalt  never  go, 
Thy  prayer  is  heard ;  it  shall  be  so: 
The  word  hath  passed  thy  lips,  and  I 
Shall  with  thy  people  live  and  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 

4U0  The  Fiver  of  Life. 

GREAT  Source  of  being  and  of  love ! 
Thou  waterest  all  the  worlds  above ; 
And  all  the  joys  which  mortals  know, 
From  thine  exhaustless  fountain  flow. 

2  A  sacred  spring,  at  thy  command, 
From  Zion's  mount,  in  Canaan's  land, 
Beside  thy  temple  cleaves  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  iimpid  stream  around. 

i  Close  by  its  banks,  in  order  fair, 
The  blooming  trees  of  Life  appear; 
Their  blossoms  fragrant  odors  give, 
And  on  their  f ruit  the  nations  live. 
130 


THE    CHURCH. 

4  Flow,  wondrous  stream !  with  glory  crowned, 
Flow  on  to  earth's  remotest  bound; 
And  bear  us,  on  thy  gentle  wave, 
To  him  who  all  thy  virtues  gave. 

P.  Doddridge. 

90,7  s- M- 

£j\j  t    Her  Confidence  and  Security. 

WHO  in  the  Lord  confide, 
And  feel  his  sprinkled  blood, 
In  storms  and  hurricanes  abide 

Finn  as  the  mount  of  G-od: 
Steadfast,  and  fixed,  and  sure, 

His  Zion  cannot  move; 
His  faithful  people  stand  secure 
In  Jesus'  guardian  love. 

2  As  round  Jerusalem 
The  hilly  bulwarks  rise, 

So  God  protects  and  covers  them 

From  all  their  enemies. 
On  every  side  he  stands 

And  for  his  Israel  cares; 
And  safe  in  his  almighty  hands 

Their  souls  forever  bears. 

3  But  let  them  still  abide 
In  thee,  all-gracious  Lord 

Till  every  soul  is  sanctified, 

And  pei-fectly  restored: 
The  men  of  heart  sincere 

Continue  to  defend ; 
And  do  them  good, and  save  them  here, 

And  love  them  to  the  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OAQ  S.  M, 

u  UO  Lo  ve  for  Zio  a. 

I  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  sa"*M 
With  his  own  precious  blood,        < 
131 


BALVATIOX  rROVTDED. 

8  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God! 

Her  walls  bef  ore  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 

And  graven  on  thy  ha~  ".. 

3  Vcsr  her  my  tears  shall  fall; 
Pot  Ler  my  prayers  ascend ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  give* 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  j  :y 
I  prize  her  heavenly  ways; 

Her" sweet  comminion,  solemn  vowb, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Sure  as  thy  Truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glo:  ies  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

T.  Dwight. 

C.  M. 

Christ  and  His  Church. 

THE  Saviour  lends  the  light  and  heat 
That  crowns  his  holy  hill; 
The  saints,  like  stars,  around  his  seat 
Perf  orm  their  courses  stili 

2  The  saints  above  are  stars  in  heaven; 
What  are  the  saints  on  earth! 
Like  trees  the}'  stand,  whom  God  has  given 
Our  Eden's  happy  birth. 

S  ?aith  is  their  fixed,  unswerving  root, 
Hope  their  unfading  flower: 
Fair  deeds  of  charity  them  fruit, 
The  glory  of  them  bower. 

4  Two  worlds  are  ours:  'tis  only  sin 
Forbids  us  to  descry, 
The  mystic  heaven  and  earth  within, 
Plain  as  the  sea  and  sky. 


THE    CHURCH. 

5  Thou  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 
And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee, 
And  read  thee  everywhere. 

John  Keble, 

91  n  cK 

L 1  U  Returning  to  Zion  with  Songs  of  Joy 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 
Exalt  thy  fallen  head; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust, 
lie  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength. 
Thy  beautif id  array ; 

The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 
And  send  thy  heralds  forth: 

Say  to  the  south,  "Give  up  thy  charge  I 
And,  Keep  not  back,  O  north!" 

4  They  come,  they  come:  thine  exiled  bandat 
"Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 

Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 
And  God  his  works  destroy, 

With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

Unknown. 

Oil  L-M- 

/£  1  1  The  Heavenly  Zion. 

ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 
Thine  own  immortal  strength  put  on! 
With  terror  clothed,  hell's  kingdom  shake. 

And  cast  thy  foes  with  fury  down. 
2  As  in  the  ancient  days  appear*! 

The  sacred  annals  speak  thy  fame; 
Be  now  omnipotently  near, 
To  endless  ages  still  the  same. 
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SALVATION    PROVIDED. 

3  By  death  and  hell  pursued  In  vain. 
To  thee  the  ransomed  seed  shall  come ; 

Shouting,  their  heavenly  Zion  gain, 
And  pass  through  death  triumphant  home. 

4  The  pain  of  life  shall  then  be  o'er, 
And  anguish  and  distracting  care; 

There  sighing  grief  shall  weep  no  more, 
And  sin  shall  never  enter  there. 

Charles  Wesley. 

919  L.M. 

uYu      Put  on  thy  Strength,  O  Zion. 

TRIUMPHANT  Zion,  lift  thy  head, 
From  dust  and  darkness  and  the  dead; 
Though  humbled  long  awake    at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known ; 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread  v 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God  from  on  high  hath  heard  thy  praye^ 
His  hand  thy  ruin  shall  repair ; 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

P.  Doddridge. 


213 


L.  M. 
Put  on  thy  Beautiful  Garments,  O  Jerusalem. 

AWAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake, 
No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down: 
The  garment  of  salvation  take ; 
Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 


Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy  sight. 
And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes: 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light ; 
The  great  Deliverer  calls,  Arise ! 

£  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair; 

Zion,  assert  thy  liberty ; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 

And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace, 
Be  purged  from  every  sinful  stain ; 

Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace. 
Nor  bear  his  hallowed  name  in  vain. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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ORDINANCES— BAPTISM. 

C   M. 
The  Covenant  with  Abraham. 

HOW  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 
To  Abra'm  and  his  seed, 

1  am  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need. 

2  The  words  of  his  unbounded  love 
From  age  to  age  endure; 

The  angel  of  the  Covenant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
To  our  great  Father  given; 

He  takes  our  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  0  God,  how  faithful  are  thy  ways! 
Thy  love  endures  the  same ; 

Nor  from  the  promise  cf  thy  grace 
Blots  out  our  children's  name. 

Isaac  Watts. 
1:5 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

OIK  CM. 

fj  1  O    Children  in  the  Arms  of  Jesus. 

BEHOLD  what  condescending  love 
Jesus  on  earth  displays! 
To  babes  and  sucklings  he  extends 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

2  He  st  ill  the  ancient  promise  keeps, 
To  our  forefathers  given ; 

Young  children  in  his  arms  he  takes 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

3  Forbid  them  not,  whom  Jesus  calls, 
Nor  dare  the  claim  resist, 

Since  his  own  lips  to  us  declare 
Of  such  will  heaven  consist. 

4  With  flowing  tears  and  thankful  hearts, 
We  give  them  up  to  thee ; 

Receive  them,  Lord,  into  thine  arms; 
Thine  may  they  ever  be. 

J.  Peacock  and  A.  M.  Toplady. 


216 


C.  M. 

Suffer  the  Little  Children  to  Come  unto  Me. 

SEE,  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stands 
With  all-engaging  charms ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries, 
Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 

For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 

Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

P.  Doddridge. 


217 


BAPTISM. 

L.  JML 

The  Sacramental  Seal. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  an  I  Holy  Ghost, 
Honor  the  means  ordained  by  thee; 
Make  good  our  apostolic  boast, 
And  own  thy  glorious  ministry. 

2  We  now  thy  promised  presence  claim- 
Sent  to  disciple  all  mankind, 

Sent  to  baptize  into  thy  name, 
We  now  thy  promised  presence  find. 

3  Father,  in  these  reveal  thy  Son; 

in  these,  for  whom  we  seek  thy  face, 
The  hidden  mystery  make  known, 
The  inward,  pure,  baptizing  grace. 

4  Jesus,  with  us  thou  always  art; 
Effectual  make  the  sacred  sign; 

The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 
And  bless  the  ordinance  divine. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  from  on  high, 
Baptizer  cf  our  spirits  tho;7, 

The  sacramental  seal  apply. 
And  witness  with  the  water  now. 

Charles  Wesley 

9jO  S.  M. 

/6  1  O         GocVs  Gracious  Promises. 

OUR  children  thou  dost  claim, 
O  Lord  our  God,  as  thine : 
Ten  thousand  "blessings  to  thy  name, 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

2  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 
Thee  let  the  sons  adore ; 

Joined  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

3  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace, 

Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Include?  our  rising  race. 
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SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

1  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  father's  God : 

To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
And  sound  thv  praise  abroad. 

B.  Williams. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

L  I  u        Approaching  the  Table. 

JESUS,  at  whose  supreme  command, 
"We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand, 
Thy  vesture  dipped  in  blood. 

2  Now,  Savior r,  r.ow  thyself  reveal, 
And  make  thy  nature  known; 

Affix  thy  blessed  Spirit's  seal, 
And  stamp  us  for  thine  own. 

3  The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love, 

0  let  us  all  receive, 

And  feel  the  quickening  Spirit  move, 
And  sensibly  believe. 

4  The  cup  of  blessing,  blest  by  thee, 
Let  it  thy  blood  impart ; 

The  bread  thy  mystic  body  be. 
To  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

5  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven, 
In  us  vouchsafe  to  be:    ** 

Thv  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 
And  all  mav  live  by  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 

C.  K 

Grateful  Remembrance. 

ACCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dving  Lord, 

1  will  remember  thee. 

138 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 
My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be: 

Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget? 
Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 

Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes. 
And  rest  on  Calvary, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee! 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 
And  all  thy  love  to  me; 

Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 
And  mind  and  memory  flee, 

When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

James  Montgomtry. 

C.  M. 


221 


COME,  Holy  Ghost,  thine  influence  shed 
And  realize  the  sign ; 
Thy  life  infuse  into  the  bread, 

Thy  power  into  the  wine. 
2  Effectual  let  the  tokens  prove, 

And  made,  by  heavenly  art, 
Fit  channels  to  convey  thy  love 
To  every  faithful  heart. 

Charles  We>lei 

999  c.  m. 

LL/j  The  Invitation. 

H^HE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 
JL     And  blessings  crown  the  board; 
Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 
139 


SALVATION  PROVirFP. 

u  and  peace  to  dying  ineu. 
And  endless  life  are  prm 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
lo  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Mflnons    fs  ols,  in  glory  now, 
"Were  fed  and  feasted  here; 

I  millions  more,  itill  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

me  away, 
-  -     sane; 
wd  to  yoar  places  at  the  feast . 
And  bless  the  F  Minder's  name, 

P.  Doddridge. 

99q  EL  M. 

^^')   -  land. 

JE^I  S.  we  thus  obey 
O     Thy  last  and  kindest  word : 
Here,  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
teet  oof  Lord. 

2  Tne  way  thoa  hast  enjoined. 
Thou  wilt  therein  appear; 

We  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  special  presence  here. 

3  Whatever  the  Almighty  can 
To  pardoned  sinners  give. 

The  fullness  of  our  God"  made  man, 
We  here  with  Christ  receive. 

.7.7  I  L.  M.  6  L 

t  The  Efficacy  oj  ihe  Atoning  Blood. 

"T'ICTIM  divine:  thy  grace  we  claim 
\      "While  thus  thy  precious  death  we  show 
Once  offered  up  a  spotless  Lamb. 
In  thy  great  temple  here  below. 
Thou  didst  for  all  mankind  atone 
And  standest  now  before  the  throne. 
14C 


THE  LORDS  SUPPER. 

2  Thou  standest  in  the  holiest  place, 
As  now  for  guilty  sinners  slain : 

The  blood  of  sprinkling  speaks  and  prays. 

All-prevalent  for  helpless  man ; 
Thy  blood  is  still  our  random  found, 
And  speaks  salvation  all  around. 

3  The  smoke  of  thy  atonement  here 
Darkened  the  sun,  and  rent  the  veil, 

Made  the  new  way  to  heaven  appear, 

And  showed  the  great  Invisible: 
Well  pleased  in  thee,  our  Go:l  looked  down. 
And  calls  his  rebels  to  a  crown. 

4  He  still  respects  thy  Sacrifice ; 

Its  savor  sweet  does  always  please: 
The  Offering  smokes  through  earth  and  skies. 

Diffusing  life,  and  joy, and  peace; 
To  these,  thy  lower  courts,  it  comes, 
And  fills  them  with  divine  perfumes. 

5  We  need  not  now  go  up  to  heaven, 

To  bring  the  long-sought  Saviour  do  wn : 
Thou  art  to  all  already  given, 

Thou  dost  even  now -thy  banquet  crown: 
To  every  faithful  soul  appear, 
And  show  thy  real  presence  here. 

Charles  Wesley. 

7,  OL 
Till  He  come. 
k  i 'TWILL  he  come  :*'  O  let  the  words 

_L   Linger  on  the  trembling  chords-. 
Let  the  little  while  between 
In  their  golden  light  be  seen ; 
Let  us  think  how  heaven  and  home 
Lie  beyond  that — "Till  he  come." 
2  When  the  weary  ones  we  love 
Enter  on  their  rest  above, 
Seems  the  earth  so  poor  and  vast, 
All  our  life- joy  overcast? 
Hush,  be  every  muiinur  dumb; 
It  is  only — "Till  he  come." 
Ill 


SALVATION  PROVIDED, 

3  See,  the  feast  of  love  is  spread, 
Drink  the  wine,  and  break  the  bread; 
Sweet  memorials, — till  the  Lord 
Call  us  round  his  heavenly  board ; 
Some  from  earth,  from  glory  some, 
Severed  only — "Till  he  come." 

Edward  H.  Bickerstetfr 


The  Heavenly  Banquet 

JESUS  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us. 
Cheers  our  famished  souls  with      i  id', 
He  the  banquet  spreads  before  us, 

Of  his  mystic  flesh  and  blood. 
Precious  banquet ;  bread  of  heaven ; 

A  Vine  of  gladness,  flowing  free; 
May  we  taste  it,  kindly  given, 
In  remembrance,  Lord,  of  thee 

2  In  thy  holy  incarnation, 

When  the  angels  sang  thy  birth ; 
In  thy  fasting  and  temptation ; 

In  thy  labors  on  the  earth; 
In  thy  trial  and  rejection; 

In  thy  sufferings  on  the  tree; 
In  thy  glorious  resurrection; 

May  we,  Lord,  remember  thee. 

R  Pari. 


997  s,  ?. 

(JU  I    The  Sjpirifs  Quickening  Influences. 

COME,  thou  everlasting  Spirit, 
Bring  to  every  thankful  mind 
All  the  Saviour's  dying  merit, 

All  his  sufferings  for  mankind! 
True  recorder  of  his  passion, 

Now  the  living  faith  impart; 
Now  reveal  his  great  salvation 
Unto  every  faithful  heart. 
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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

2  Come,  thou  Witness  of  his  dying; 

Come,  Remembrancer  divine; 
Let  us  feel  thy  power  applying 

Christ  to  every  soul,  and  mine: 
Let  us  groan  thine  inward  groaning 

Look  on  him  we  pierced,  and  griev* 
All  partake  the  grace  atoning. 

All  the  sprinkled  blood  receive 


228 


For  a  Parting  Blessing. 


LAMB  of  God,  whose  dying  love 
We  now  recall  to  mind, 
Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find: 
Think  on  us  who  think  on  thee, 

And  every  struggling  soul  release . 
O  remember  Calvary, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace! 

2  By  thine  agonizing  pain, 
And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray, 

By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 

Take  all  our  sins  away: 
Burst  our  bonds,  and  set  us  free; 

From  all  iniquity  release,; 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

3  Let  thy  blood,  by  faith  applied, 
The  sinner's  pardon  seal; 

Speak  us  freely  justified, 

And  all  our  sickness  heal: 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease : 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace! 

Charles  Wesley 

113  . 


SALVATION    PROVIDED. 

7,  7,  6. 
Watcrford. 

JESUS  drinks  the  bitter  cup, 
The  wine  press  treads  alone : 
Tears  the  graves  and  mountains  up 

By  his  expiring  groan : 
Lo,  the  powers  of  heaven  he  shakes, 

Nature  in  convulsion  lies; 
Earth's  profoundest  centre  quakes, 
The  great  Jehovah  dies! 


2  O  my  God,  he  dies  for  me, 

I  feel  the  mortal  smart! 
See  him  hanging  on  the  tree, 

A  sight  that  breaks  my  heart! 
O  that  all  to  thee  might  turn ! 

Sinners  ye  may  love  him  too ; 
Look  on  him  ye  pierced,  and  mourn 

For  one  who  bled  for  you. 


3  Weep  o'er  your  desire  and  hope, 
With  tears"of  humblest  love! 

Sing,  for  Jesus  is  gone  up, 
And  reigns  enthroned  above ! 

Lives  our  Head  to  die  no  more, 
Power  is  all  to  Jesus  given; 

Worshiped  as  he  was  before, 
The  immortal  King  of  heaven. 

4  Lord,  we  bless  thee  for  thy  grace 
And  truth,  which  never  fail ; 

Hastening  to  behold  thy  face 

Without  a  dimming  veil  - 
We  shall  see  our  heavenly  King, 
All  thy  glorious  love  proclaim, 
Help  the  angel  bands  to  sing 
Our  blest  triumphant  Lamb. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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FELLOWSHIP 

C,  M. 

The  Loadstone  of  His  Love. 

JESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
And  each  to  each  endeared. 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face. 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 
And  bear  thine  easy  yoke, 

A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke, 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink; 
Baptize  into  thy  name ; 

And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak,  the  same. 

4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love. 
Let  all  our  hearts  agree ; 

And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee  inseparably  joined, 
Let  all  our  spirits  cleave; 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 
That  was  in  thee  receive. 

CJiarles  Wesley 

OD1  C.  M. 

/CO  1  All-uniting  Faith. 

IET  all  in  whom  the  Spirit  glows, 
J    In  whom  God's  word  hath  place, 
The  all-uniting  faith  disclose, 
The  all-endearing  grace. 

2  Then  shall  the  world,  admiring,  view 

The  gathered  flock  at  rest ; 
And  own  the  Son  divinely  true, 
The  saints  divinely  blest. 

W.  M.  Bunting. 
U5 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

OQO  C.  M. 

LOO    And  so  Fulfill  the  Law  of  Christ. 

TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  tho  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart: 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  deparfc. 

2  If  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 
Lea vo  us  not  comfortless ; 

But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 
Each  other's  cross  to  bear ■ 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  aiford; 
And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 
Our  little  stock  improve ; 

Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope. 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 
Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 

Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought. 
Receive  thy  ready  bride : 

Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctified. 

Charles  Wesley. 

C.  M. 

The  Bond  of  Perfectness. 

THE  sacred  bond  of  perfectness 
Is  spotless  charity ; 
O  let  us,  Lord,  we  pray,  possess 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee. 

2  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Insensibly  remove : 
Our  souls  the  change  shall  scarcely  know 

Made  perfect  first  in  love. 
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FELLOWSHIP. 

3  With  ease  our  souls  through  death  shall  glide 
Iuto  their  paradise; 

And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride 
Triumphant  through  the  skies. 

4  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  given, 
The  same  delight  we  prove; 

In  earth,  in  paradise,  in  heaven, 
Our  all  in  all  is  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OO/f  C.  M. 

AjO  1    Love  the  Test  of  Discipleship. 

OUR  God  is  love ;  and  all  his  saints 
His  image  bear  below : 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 

With  love  to  man  will  glow. 
2  None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 
=   Can  live  in  enmity ; 
Then  may  we  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  loved  by  thee. 
■  3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same,    .    ..  ;, 
With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 

With  mutual  love  inflame. 
4  So  may  the  unbelieving  world 

See  how  true  Christians  love ; 
And  glorify  our  Saviour's  grace, 

And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

T.  Cotierill. 

uOO        Witnesses  for  Jesus. 

COME,  and  let  us  sweetly  join, 
Christ  to  praise  in  hymns  divine : 
Give  we  all  with  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord: 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raise; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days; 
Ante-date  the  joys  above, 
Celebrate  the  feast  of  love. 
147 


Salvation  provided. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  strive; 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glowed, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God: 
We  like  them  may  live  and  love; 
Called  we  are  their  joys  to  prove ; 
Saved  with  them  from  future  wrath; 
Partners  of  like  precious  faith. 

3  Sing  we  then  in  Jesus1  name, 
Nov/  as  yesterday  the  same ; 
Oue  in  every  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace: 
"We  for  Christ,  our  Master,  stand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land : 

We  our  dying  Lord  confess; 
We  are  Jesus'  witnesses. 

Charles  Wesley. 


236 


Sweet  Counsel. 


GLORY  be  to  God  above, 
God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Make  we  mention  of  his  love; 
Publish  we  his  praise  below: 
Called  together  by  his  grace, 

We  are  met  in  Jesus'  name; 
See  with  joy  each  other's  face, 
Followers  of  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

2  Let  us  then  sweet  counsel  take, 

How  to  make  our  calling  sure; 
Our  election  how  to  make, 

Past  the  reach  of  hell,  secure: 
Build  we  each  the  other  up; 

Pray  we  for  our  faith's  increase; 
Solid  comfort,  settled  hope, 

Constant  joy  and  lasting  peace. 
148 


Fellowship. 

3  More  and  more  let  lore  abound: 

Let  us  never,  never  rest, 
Tiil  we  are  in  Jesus  found, 

Of  our  paradise  possessed: 
He  removes  the  flaming  sword, 

Calls  us  back,  from  Eden  driven; 
To  his  image  here  restored, 

Soon  he  takes  us  up  to  heaven, 

Charles  Wesley 


237 


H.  M. 

Bear  ye  One  Another's  Burdens, 


THOU  God  of  truth  and  love, 
We  seek  thy  perfect  way, 
Ready  thy  choice  to  approve. 
Thy  providence  to  obey ; 
Enter  into  thy  wise  design, 
And  sweetly  lose  our  will  in  thine. 

2  Why  hast  thou  cast  our  lot 
In  the  same  age  and  place? 

And  why  together  brought 
To  see  each  other's  face; 
To  join  with  softest  sympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  souls  in  thee? 

3  Didst  thou  not  make  us  one, 
That  we  might  one  remain ; 

Together  travel  on; 
And  bear  each  other's  pain ; 
Till  all  thy  utmost  goodness  prove, 
And  rise  renewed  in  perfect  love? 

4  Surely  thou  didst  unite 
Our  kindred  spirits  here, 

That  all  hereafter  might 
Before  thy  throne  appear; 
Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  all  thy  gracious  love  proclaim. 
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SALVATION'   PROVIDED. 

5  Then  let  ns  ever  bear 
The  blessed  end  in  view, 

And  join  with  mutual  care, 
To  fight  our  passage  through; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  on, 
Till  all  receive  the  starry  crown. 

6  O  may  thy  Spirit  seal 
Oar  souls  unto  that  day! 

"With  aU  thy  fullness  fill, 
And  then  transport  away, 
Away  to  our  eternal  rest, 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  breast. 

Charles  Wt-sky. 

S.  M. 
Meeting,  after  Absence. 

AND  are  we  yet  alive, 
And  see  each  other's  face? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give, 

For  his  redeeming  grace. 
Preserved  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  his  sight  appear. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen! 
TV  hat  conflicts  have  we  past ! 

Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 

Since  we  assembled  last! 
But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 

And  hides  our  life  above. 

3  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 
Of  Iris  redeeming  power, 

Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 

Till  we  can  sin  no  more: 
Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain ; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 
So  we  may  Jesus  g&ffi. 

C  Wesley. 
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239 


FELLOWSHIP, 


Sweet  Communion, 


S.  M. 


BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

.'3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 

And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Isaac  Waits. 

AjiXj     One  in  Christ  Jesus. 

LET  party  names  no  more 
The  Christian  world  o'erspread; 
^Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found ; 
fieirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 

With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

S  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above ; 
Where  streams  of  bliss  forever  flow, 

And  every  heart  is  love. 

B.  Beddome. 

9/f  1  S.  M. 

■U  ±1  Sympathy  and  Mutual  Love. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 
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SALVATION  rHOVIDED. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers, 

Our  fears,  our  Lopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain ; 

But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  Tli is  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way ; 

W  Idle  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

G  From  sorrow,  toil  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 

J.  Fawcett. 


i)\i)  C.P.M. 

Cilu   Unity  of  Spirit  and  of  Puiyose. 

fi.OME,  wisdom,  power  and  grace  divine; 
j    Come,  Jesus,  in  thy  name  to  join 
A  happy  chosen  band; 
Who  fain  would  prove  thine  utmost  will, 
And  all  thy  righteous  laws  fulfill, 
Iu  love's  benign  command. 

3  If  pure  essential  love  thou  art, 
Thy  nature  into  every  heart, 

Thy  loving  self,  inspire: 
Bid  all  our  simple  souls  be  one, 
United  in  a  bond  unknown, 

Baptized  with  heavenly  fire. 
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FELLOWSHIP. 

3  Still  may  we  to  our  centre  tend, 

To  spread  thy  praise  our  common  end, 

To  help  each  other  on ; 
Companions  through  the  wilderness, 
To  share  a  moment's  pain,  and  seize 

An  everlasting  crown. 

4  Jesus,  our  humbled  souls  prepare ; 
Infuse  the  softest  social  care, 

The  warmest  charity ; 
The  mercy  of  our  bleeding  Lamb, 
The  virtues  of  thy  wondrous  name, 

The  heart  that  was  in  thee. 

5  Impart  what  every  member  wants ; 
To  found  the  fellowship  of  saints, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  supply ; 
So  shall  we  all  thy  love  receive, 
Together  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  to  thy  glory  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 
C.  P.  M. 
Divine  Conformity. 

JESUS,  falfill  our  one  desire, 
And  spread  the  spark  of  living  fire 
Through  every  hallowed  breast: 
Bless  with  divine  conformity, 
And  give  us  now  to  find  in  thee  , 

Our  everlasting  rest. 
2  O  that  we  now  the  power  might  feel, 
To  do  on  earth  thy  blessed  will, 

As  angels  do  above: 
To  walk  in  thee,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
And  ever  perfectly  ohey 
Thy  sweet  constraining  love. 

Charles  Wester/. 

u  I  I  Striving together  for the  faith  of the  Gospel. 

UNCHANGEABLE,  almighty  Lord, 
Our  souls  upon  thy  truth  Ave  stay ; 
Accomplish  now  thy  faithful  wore!, 
And  give,  O  give  us  all  one  vva", 
153 


SALVATION  PROVIDED.. 

2  O  let  us  all  join  band  in  hand, 
Who  seek  redemption  in  thy  blood;; 

Fast  in  one  mind  and  spirit  stand, 
And  build  the  temple  of  our  God. 

3  Thou  only  canst  our  wills  control^ 
Our  wild,  unruly  passions  bind ; 

Tame  the  old  Adam  in  our  soul, 
And  make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind. . 

4  Speak  but  the  reconciling  word, 

The  winds  shall  cease,  the  waves  subside; 
We  all  shall  praise  our  common  Lord, 
Our  Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley, 

O/l  K  L.  M. 

u  1.0     One  Fold  and  one  Shepherd. 

GIVER  of  peace  and  unity, 
Send  down  thy  mild  pacific  Dove ; 
We  all  shall  then  in  one  agree, 
And  breathe  the  spirit  of  thy  love. 

2  We  all  shall  think  and  speak  the  same 
Delightful  lesson  of  thy  grace : 

One  undivided  Christ  proclaim, 
And  jointly  glory  in  thy  praise. 

3  O  let? us  take  a  softer  mould, 
Blended  and  gathered  into  thee ; 

Under  one  Shepherd  make  one  fold, 
Where  all  is  love  and  harmony. 

4  Regard  thine  own  eternal  prayer, 
And  send  a  peaceful  answer  down: 

To  us  thy  Father's  name  declare ; 
Unite  and  perfect  us  in  one. 

5  So  shall  the  world  believe  and  know 
That  God  hath  sent  thee  from  above, 

When  thou  art  seen  in  us  below, 
And  every  soul  displays  thy  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
154 


FELLOWSHIP. 

9/1  ft  C.  M. 

/£)  i\)        Safety  in  Union. 

JESUS,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
To  thee  for  help  we  fly ; 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep, 
For  O !  the  wolf  is  nigh. 

2  He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 
To  scatter,  tear  and  slay ; 

He  seizes  every  straggling  soul 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 
And  gather  with  thine  arm ; 

Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  power, 
While  by  our  Shepherd's  side ; 

The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  O  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 
The  souls  that  hero  agree; 

But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee. 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 
Together  let  us  die ; 

And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

Charles  Wesley. 

i)A!j  C.  M. 

/Oil      See  how  these  Christians  Love! 

GIVER  of  concord,  Prince  of  peace, 
Meek  lamb-like  Son  of  God ! 
Bid  our  unruly  passion  cease, 
By  thy  atoning  blood. 

2  Rebuke  our  rage,  our  passions  chide; 

Our  stubborn  wills  control ; 
Beat  down  our  wrath,  root  out  our  pride. 

And  calm  each  troubled  soul. 
155 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

3  Subdue  in  us  the  carnal  mind; 
Its  enmity  destroy ; 

With  cords  of  love  our  spirits  bind, 
And  melt  us  into  joy. 

4  Us  iuto  closest  union  draw, 
And  in  our  inward  parts 

Let  kindness  sweetly  write  her  law, 
And  love  command  our  hearts 

•5  Saviour,  look  down  with  pitying  eyes, 

Our  jarring  wills  control; 
Let  cordial,  kind  affections  rise, 

And  harmonize  the  soul. 

6  O  let  us  find  the  ancient  way 

Our  wondering  foes  to  move, 
And  force  the  heathen  world  to  say, 

See  how  these  Christians  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

/CT.O  Perfect  Harmony  and  Joy  Unspeakable. 

ALL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 
Who  joins  us  by  his  grace, 
And  bitls  us.  each  to  each  restored, 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up; 
And,  gathered  into  one, 

To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 
We  all  delight  to  prove; 

The  grace  through  every  vessel  flows, 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  E'en  now  we  think  and  speak  the  same, 
And  cordially  agree, 

United  all,  through  Jesus'  name, 
In  perfect  harmony, 
'J56 


FELLOWSHIP. 

5  We  all  partake  the  joy  of  one; 

The  common  peace  we  feel; 
A  peace  to  sensual  minds  unknown 

A  joy  unspeakable. 

2  And  if  our  fellowship  below 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet, 
What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know 

When  round*  his  throne  we  meet ! 

Charles  Wesley* 

O/l  Q  C-M- 

Zj  Tfc  *J        Rejoicing  in  Hope. 

LIFT1  up  your  hearts  to  things  above, 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
And  join  with  us  to  praise  his  love, 
And  glorify  his  name. 

2  To  Jesus'  name  give  thanks  and  sing, 
Whose  mercies  never  end : 

Rejoice  !  rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King ; 
The  King  is  now  our  Friend. 

3  We  for  his  sake  count  all  things  loss; 
On  earthly  good  look  down; 

And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross 
Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

4  O  let  us  stir  each  other  up, 
Our  faith  by  works  to  approve, 

By  holy,  purifying  hope, 
And  the  sweet  task  of  love. 

5  Let  all  who  for  the  promise  wait, 
The  Holy  Ghost  receive ; 

And  raised  to  our  unsinning  state, 
With  God  in  Eden  live  : 

6  Live  till  the  Lord  in  glory  come, 
And  wait  his  heaven  to  share: 

He  now  is  fitting  up  your  home: 
Go  on,  we'll  meet  you  there. 

Charles  Wesley. 
157 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

9^f|  C.  M. 

/j'Jyj     We  shall  see  Him  as  He  is. 

THE  heavenly  treasure  now  we  have 
In  a  vile  house  of  clay ; 
But  Christ  will  to  the  utmost  save, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

2  Our  souls  are  in  his  mighty  hand, 
And  he  shall  keep  them  still ; 

And  you  and  I  shall  surely  stand 
With  him  on  Zion's  hill." 

3  Him  eye  to  eye  we  then  shall  see ; 
Our  face  like" his  shall  shine; 

O  what  a  glorious  company, 
When  saints  and  angels  join ! 

4  O  what  a  joyful  meeting  there ! 
In  robes  of  white  arrayed ; 

Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  shall  bear, 
And  crowns  upon  our  head. 

5  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 
And  fight  our  passage  through ; 

Bear  in  our  faithful  mind  the  end, 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

Charles  Weslty. 


251 


(. 
One  in  Christ  and  with  Each  Other. 

FATHER,  at  thy  footstool  see 
Those  who  now  are  one  in  thee : 
Draw  us  by  thy  grace  alone; 
Give,  O  give  us  to  thy  Son. 

2  Jesus,  Friend  of  human  kind, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  be  joined; 
Each  to  each  unite  and  bless; 
Keep  us  still  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Heavenly,  all-alluring  Dove, 
Shed  thy  overshadowing  love; 
Love,  the  sealing  grace  impart: 
Dwell  within  our  single  heart. 

158 


FELLOWSHIP. 

4  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  to  us  what  Adam  lost; 
Let  us  in  thine  image  rise; 
Give  us  back  our  paradise. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Q.CtQ    '  7,61. 

/j  k_)  Zj     Hand  in  Hand  to  Heaven. 

(CENTRE  of  our  hopes  thou  art; 
J    End  of  our  enktrged  desires: 
Stamp  thine  image  on  our  heart ; 
Fill  us  now  with  heavenly  fires: 
Joined  to  thee  by  love  divine, 
Seal  our  souls  forever  thine. 

2  All  our  works  in  thee  bo  wrought, 
Levelled  at  one  common  aim : 

Every  word  and  every  thought 

Purge  in  the  refining  flame: 
Lead  us  through  tbe  paths  of  peace, 
On  to  perfect  holiness. 

3  Let  us  all  together  rise, 

To  thy  glorious  life  restored; 
Here  regain  our  Paradise, 

Here  prepare  to  meet  our  Lord: 
Here  enjoy  the  earnest  given: 
Travel  hand  in  hand  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

C)KO  7. 

^j  ?_J  O   Of  one  Heart  and  of  one  Mind, 

JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove, 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here 
159 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

S  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful  and  kiud : 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  for  each  other  care ; 
Each  the  others  burden  bear: 
To  thy  Church  the  pattern  give; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  iu  God  abide: 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 

0  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above; 
On  the  wings  of  angels  fly; 
Show  how  true  believers  "die. 

Charles  Wesley. 


9S1  7'81- 

/COT:        Many,  but  One. 

pHRIST,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 

\  J    Perfecting  the  saints  below, 

Hear  us,  who  thy  nature  share, 

"Who  thy  mystic  body  are. 

Join  us,  iu  one  spirit  join ; 

Let  us  still  receive  of  thine: 

Still  for  more  on  thee  wc  call, 

Thou  who  fillest  all  in  all. 

2  Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide; 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide: 
Plaeed  according  to  thy  will, 
Let  us  all  our  work  fulfill: 
Never  from  our  office  move; 
Needful  to  each  other  prove; 
Let  us  daily  growth  receive, 
More  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 


FELLOWSHIP. 

8  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree, 
Touched  with  softest  sympathy; 
Kindly  for  each  other  care; 
Every  member  feel  its  share. 
Many  are  we  now  and  one, 
"We  who  Jesus  have  put  on ; 
There  is  neither  bond  nor  free, 
Male  nor  female,  Lord,  in  thee  ! 

4  Jesus,  we  thy  members  are; 
Cherish  us  with  kindest  care: 
Of  thy  flesh  and  of  thy  bone, 
Love,  forever  love  thine  own  I 
Love,  like  death,  hath  all  destroyed, 
Rendered  all  distinctions  void ; 
Names,  and  sects  and  parties  fall: 
Thou,  O  Christ  art  all  in  all ! 

Charles  Wesley 


255 


7,81. 
The  Feast  of  Endless  Love. 


ClOME,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord, 
J    Lowly,  meek,  incarnate  Word, 
Humbly  stoop  to  earth  again ; 
Come  and  visit  abject  man, 
Jesus,  dear  expected  Guest, 
Thou  art  bidden  to  the  feast ; 
For  thyself  our  hearts  prepare; 
Come,  and  sit,  and  banquet  there. 

2  Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim: 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name: 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear: 
Manifest  thy  presence  here. 
Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless: 
Breathe  thy  Spirit,  give  thy  peace, 
Thou  thyself  within  us  move: 
Make  our  feast  a  feast  of  love. 
1G1 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

3  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete ; 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet; 
Meet  to  appear  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light- 
Call,  O  call  us  each  by  name, 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb : 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breast; 
Love  be  there  our  endless  feast. 

Charles  Wesley: 


71 
Mutual  Love  the  Bond  of  Union 
TT7HILE  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 
VV      God  our  hearts  doth  still  unite! 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove, 
Fellowship  in  Jesus'  love: 
Sweetly  each,  with  each  combined, 
In  the  bonds  of  duty  joined, 
Feels  the  cleansing  blood  applied,. 
Daily  feels  that  Christ  hath  died. 

2  Still,  O  Lord,  our  faith  increase 
Cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness: 
Thee  the  unholy  cannot  see ; 
Make,  O  make  us  meet  for  thee: 
Every  vile  affection  kill ; 

Root  out  every  seed  of  ill; 

Utterly  abolish  sin ; 

Write  thy  law  of  love  within. 

3  Hence  may  all  our  actions  flow; 
Love  the  proof  that  Christ  we  know 5 
Mutual  love  the  token  be, 

Lord,  that  we  belong  to  thee: 
Love,  thine  image,  love  impart; 
Stamp  it  now  on  every  heart: 
Only  love  to  us  be  given: 
Lord,  we  ask  no  other  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 
V)2 


SABBATH. 

SABBATH. 

■ijZrf  L.  M. 

£0  I   Anticipating  the  Heavenly  Sabbath. 

LORD  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 
The  songs  which  from  thy  servants  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 

To  that  our  laboring  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  place; 
No  sighs  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun; 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  0  long-expected  day,  begin ; 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin: 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

P.  Doddridge. 

L.  M. 

The  Joys  of  the  Sabbath, 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing. 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night, 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest; 
No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 


SALVATION    PROVIDED, 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word: 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine! 

4  When  grace  has  purified  nry  heart, 
Then  shall  I  share  a  glorious  part: 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  be  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Isaac  Watts, 

L,  M. 
The  Sabbath  Best. 

SWEET  is  the  sunlight  after  rain, 
And  sweet  the  sleep  that  f  ollows  pain , 
And  sweetly  steals  the  Sabbath  rest 
Upon  the  world's  work- wearied  breast. 

2  Of  heaven  the  sign,  of  earth  the  calm; 
The  poor  man's  birthright,  and  his  balm; 
God's  witness  of  celestial  things; 

A  sun  with  healing  in  its  wings. 

3  New  rising  in  this  gospel  time, 
And  in  its  sevenfold  light  sublime ; 
Blest  day  of  God !  we  hail  its  dawn, 
To  gratitude  and  worship  drawn. 

4  O  nought  of  gloom  and  nought  of  pride 
Should  with  the  sacred  hours  abide , 

At  work  for  God.  in  loved  employ, 
We  lose  the  duty  in  the  joy. 

5  Breathe  on  us,  Lord !  our  sins  forgive. 
And  make  us  strong  in  faith  to  live; 
Our  utmost,  sorest  need  supply, 

And  make  us  strong  in  faith  to  die, 

W.  M.  Punshon. 
1G4 


SABBATH. 

ZoU         Pledge  of  Endless  Best. 

RETURN,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest; 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest', 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done; 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun. 

2  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies; 

And  draw  from  Christ  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 
In  holy  comforts,  pass  away; 

How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

J.  Stennett, 

9ft  1  LM- 

/6U  1  In  the  Sanctuary. 

FAR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be  gone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone ; 
Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see; 

1  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  O  warm  my  heart  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindle  there  a  pure  desire; 
Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  what  delicious  fare !• 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine ; 
Thy  glorious  name  shall  be  adored, 
And  every  tongue  confess  thee,  Lord. 

Isaac  Watts. 

m 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

9^9  C.  M. 

Lt\j u  The  Type  of  Everlasting  Best. 

COME,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne; 
This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  called  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 
The  brightest  of  the  seven, 

Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 
And  hasten  to  that  day 

When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 
And  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  da>  s  below. 
Let  us  in  hymns  employ ; 

And,  in  our  Lord  rejo:cmg,  go 
To  his  eternal  joy. 

Charles  Wesley- 

C    M 
GocVs  Service  Delightful 
"\  STITH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 
VV      Which  God  has  called  hi.;  o\\  n ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple.  Lord,  how  fan  ! 
As  here  thy  servants  throng, 

To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer 
And  pom-  the  gratef  id  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace !  O  deign  to  dwell 
Within  thy  Church  below, 

Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found. 
Let  all  her  sons  unite, 

To  spread  with  holy  zeal  around, 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 


5  Great  God,  we  hail  the  sacred  day 
Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own ; 

With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  thy  throne. 

//.  Auber. 

9ft  J  s-  M- 

u\)~\  Delight  in  Ordinances. 
TT7ELC0ME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
V  V      That  saw  the  Lord  arise : 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 

Here  we  may  tit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  "and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  in  such  a  place, 
Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin, 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Isaac  Watts. 

7,  6  i. 
Safely  through  Another  Week. 

SAFELY  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek. 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  pray  for  pardoning  grace 
Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 

Show  thy  reconciled  face, 
Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 

May  we  rest  this  dajr  in  thee. 
167 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise; 
May  we  feel  thy  presence  near; 

May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear. 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  for  all  complaints : 
Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  Church  above. 

John  Newton. 


D  0    The  Day  of  Sacred  Best. 

WELCOME  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return, 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest: 
From  low  delights  and  mortal  toys 

1  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend 
And  fill  his  throne  of  grace : 

Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend 

While  sahits  address  thy  face: 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 


3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 

Disclose  a  Saviour's  love 
And  bless  these  sacred  hours ; 

Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 

Nor  Sabbaths  be  indulged  in  vain. 

Haywood 


267 


FAMILY, 

L.  M 


A  Morning  Hymn. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shako  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

'2  Redeem  thy  mis-spent  moments  past, 
And  live  this  day  as  if  thy  last : 
Thy  talents  to  improve  take  care ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere, 
Thy  conscience  as  the  noon-day  clear; 
For  God's  all-seeing  eye  surveys 

Thy  secret  thoughts,  thy  words  and  ways. 

4  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  take  thy  part ; 
WTho  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  glory  to  the  eternal  King. 

T.  Ken, 

OftQ  L.  M. 

AJXjQ  second  part. 

ALL  praise  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  .slept : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 

1  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

2  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew, 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  filL 

3  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say , 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite 

I.  Ken. 
1C9 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

Ajxju  Morning  and  Evening  Mercies. 

MY  GOD,  how  endless  is  thy  love; 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  descend  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spreadest  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 

Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  myself  to  thy  command; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

Isaac  Watt 8. 


97A    '  s.  m. 

u  I  \J  Morning:  Tribute  of  Praise. 

SEE  how  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  pi'aise, 
With  every  brightening  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 
Its  heavenly  Parent  sing, 

And  to  its  great  Original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 
Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 

1  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee; 

And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

E.  Scott. 
170 


271 


S.  M. 
Morning;  The  Day-star  from  on  High. 

WE  LIFT  our  hearts  to  thee, 
0  Day-star  from  on  high! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

2  O  let  thy  rising  beams 
The  night  of  sin  disperse, 

The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice, 
Which  shade  the  universe. 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now ; 
How  dark  and  sad  before ; 

With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 
Pollute  the  rising  day ; 

Or  Jesus'  blood,  like  evening  dew, 
Wash  all  the  stains  away. 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 
To  mourn  for  errors  past, 

And  live  this  short,  revolving  day 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 

J.    Wesley. 

979  c,  m. 

u  I  u  Morning:  Self-consecration. 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes , 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
And  day  renews  the  sound ; 

Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame; 
My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise, 

My  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 
171 


SOLVATION   PROVIDED. 

%  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine. 

While  I  enjoy  the  light; 
Then  shall  my  sim  in  smiles  decline. 

And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 

Isaac  Waiu. 


97O  #  CM 

Li  i  O  P)\  paring  for  Public  Worship. 

IORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  toeai 
j    My  voice  ascending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee-lift  up  mine  eye: 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  tor  all  his  saints ; 

Presenting,  at  the  Father':;  throne, 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints, . 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sig: : 
The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  he  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  Now  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 

I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court,. 
And  worship  in  thy  f  ear, 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  w-ays  of  righteousness; 

Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face, 

Isaac  Watts. 

971  cm. 

/Oil         The  Christian  Home. 

HAPPY  the  home  when  God  is  there. 
And  love  fills  every  breast ; 
When  one  their  wish,  and  one  their  prayer. 
And  one  their  heavenly  rest 
172 


FAMILY. 

2  Happy  the  home  where  Jesus'  name 

Is  sweet  to  every  ear, 
Where  children  early  lisp  his  fame, 

And  parents  hold  him  dear. 

S  Happy  the  home  where  prayer  is  hearr 

And  praise  is  wont  to  rise ; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  word, 

And  live  but  for  the  skies. 
4  Lord,  let  us  in  our  homes  agree, 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  thee, 

And  love  to  all  will  reign. 

Unknown. 

97  K  L.  M.  (U 

(j  l  0    For  a  Blessing  on  the  Children. 

CAPTAIN  of  our  salvation,  take 
The  souls  we  here  present  to  "thee. 
And  fit  for  thy  great  service~make 

These  heirs  of  immortality : 
And  let  them  in  thine  image  rise, 
And  then  transplant  to  paradise. 
2  Unspotted  from  the  world,  and  pure, 

Preserve  them  for  thy  glorious  cause, 
Accustomed  daily  to  endure 

The  welcome  burden  of  thy  cross; 
Inured  to  toil  and  patient  pain, 
Till  all  thy  perfect  mind  they  gain. 
8  Our  sons  henceforth  be  wholly  thine, 

And  serve  and  love  thee  all  then-  days; 
Infuse  the  principle  divine 

Li  all  who  here  expect  thy  grace ; 
Let  each  improve  the  grace  bestowed ; 
Rise  every  child  a  man  of  God. 
4  Train  up  thy  hardy  soldiers,  Lord, 

In  all  their  Captain's  steps  to  tread ; 
Or  send  them  to  proclaim  tny  word, 

Thy  gospel  through  the  world  to  spread 
Freely  as  they  receive  to  give, 
And  preach  the  death  by  which  we  live! 
173  H.  J.  Oauntlelt. 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 


276 


For  Salvation  of  the  Family* 

PEACE  be  on  this  house  bestowed 
Peace  on  all  that  here  reside ! 
Let  the  unknown  peace  of  God 
With  the  man  of  peace  abide. 
Let  the  Spirit  now  come  down ; 

Let  the  blessing  now  take  place! 
Bon  of  Peace,  receive  thy  crown, 
Fullness  of  the  gospel  grace. 

3  Christ,  my  Master  and  my  Lord,, 

Let  me  thy  forerunner  be; 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word; 

Visit  them,  and  visit  me! 
To  this  house,  and  all  herein; 

Now  let  thy  salvation  come: 
Save  our  souls  from  inbred  sin;. 

Make  us  thy  eternal  home! 

3  Let  us  never ;.  never  rest; 

Till  the  promise. is  fulfilled;; 
Till  we.«areof  thee  possessed,, 

Pardoned^  sanctified,  and  sealed";- 
Till  we^all,  lnilpve  renewed, 

Find  the  pearl  that  Adam  lost, 
Temples  of  tho  living  God, 

Father,  Son,  and.Hbly  Ghost. 

diaries  Wesley. 

O7-7-  S,  7.. 

L)  I  1         Youthful  Consecration. 

SAVIOUR,  while  nryheart.  is  tender,. 
I  would  yield  that  heartto  thee.; 
All  my  powers  to  thee  surrender, 
Thine  and  only  thine  to  be. 

2  Take  me  now,  Lord  Jesus,  take  me.;. 

Let  my  youthful  heart  be  thine ; 
Thy  devoted  servant  make  me, . 

Fill  my  soul  with  love  divine.. 
174 


FAMILY. 

3  Send  me,  Lord,  where  thou  wilt  send  me. 
Only  do  thou  guide  my  way ; 

;May  thy  grace  through  life  attend  me, 
Gladly  then  shall  I  obey. 

4  Let  me  do  thy  will  or  bear  it, 
I  will  know  no  will  but  thine ; 

Shouldst  thou  take  my  life,  or  spare  it, 

1  that  Life  to  thee  resign. 

6  May  this  solemn  dedication 

Never  once  forgotten  lie; 
Let  it  know  no  revocation, 

Published  and  confirmed  on  high. 

<6  Thine  I  am  0  Lord,  forever, 

To  thy  service  set  apart ; 
Suffer  me  to  leave  thee  never; 

Seal  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

«/.  Burton,. 

It. 
A  Young  Child. 

GENTLE  Jesus,  meek  and  mild, 
Look  upon  a  little  child; 
Pity  my  simplicity; 
Suffer  me  to  come  to  thee. 

2  Fain  I  would  to  thee  be  brought; 
Gracious  Lord,  forbid  it  not; 
Give  a  little  child  a  place 

In  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace. 

,3  Lamb  of  God,  I  look  to  thee, 
Thou  shalt  my  example  be ; 
Thou  art  gentle,  meek,  and  mild, 
Thou  wast  once  a  little  child. 

-4  Fain  I  would  be  as  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  obedient  heart; 
Thou  art  pitiful  and  kind, 
Let  me  have  thy  loving  mind. 


SALVATION   PROVIDED. 

5  Let  me,  above  all,  fulfill 
God  my  heavenly  Father's  will ; 
Never  his  good  Spirit  grieve, 
Only  to  his  glory  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 


279 


Communion  with  God. 
OOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
O    Fades  upon  our  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pervading  eye 
Naught  escapes,  without,  within, 

Pardon  each  infirmity, 
Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon  from  us  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

George  W.  Doane. 

OUA  8,  7. 

£(  )U    Bereavement  and  Resignation. 

JESUS,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 
O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say,  Thy  will  be  done. 

2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken; 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone: 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken ; 

Blessed  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done. 

8  Though  to-day  we're  filled  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne ; 
With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 

We  can  sing,  Thy  will  be  done, 

176 


FAMILY. 

4  By  thy  hands  th  )  boon  was  given ; 

Thou  hast  take?',  but  thine  own: 
Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 

Evermore,  thy  will  be  done. 

T.  Hastings. 


OO  1  8,  7. 

/CO  1     Confidence  in  GocVs  Protection. 

SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing. 
Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal, 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 
Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 

Angel  guards  from,  thee  surround  us; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary; 
Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee ; 

Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us. 
And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 

May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

J,  Edmeston. 


&Ou        Evening;  Perfect  Security 

INSPIRES,  and  Hearer  of  prayer, 
Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian,  divine, 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care 

I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 
While  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me* 
And,  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee 
17? 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

2  A  sovereign  Protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  f< never  at  hand ; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 

Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 
Thy  ministering  spirits  descend 

To  watch,  while  thy  saints  are  asleep; 
By  day  and  by  night  they  attend, 

The  heirs  of  salvation  to  keep. 

A.  Toploty- 

L.  M. 
Evening:  Trusting  in  God. 

GLORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light: 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 
2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  which  I  this  day  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 
8  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day. 

4  0  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ; 
Sleep,  which  shall  me  more  vigorous  make. 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  Lord,  let  my  soul  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care: 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love. 

T.  Ken. 

/CO  i  Evening.  Memorials  of  His  Grace. 

THUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days, 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known, 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 
178 


FAMILY. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  -waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home; 

But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 
And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head ; 

"While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

i  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 

,\n  1  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Isaac  Waits. 

OQ^  CM. 

/OQu  Evening:  Cheerful  Confidence. 

IN  MERCY,  Lord,  remember  me, 
Through  all  the  hours  of  night, 
And  grant  to  me  most  graciously 
The  safeguard  of  thy  might.  • 

2  "When  evening  slumbers  press  mine  eyes, 

With  his  protection  blest, 
In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 

My  wearied  limbs  to  rest. 

S  My  spirit,  in  his  hand  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill: 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 

The  Lord  is  with  me  stilL 

4  "With  cheerful  heart  I  close  mine  eyes, 
Since  thou  wilt  not  remove: 

O,  in  the  morning  let  me  rise 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 

5  Or,  if  this  night  should  prove  my  last, 
And  end  my  transient  days; 

Lord,  take  me  to  thy  promised  rest, 
"Where  I  may  sing  thy  praise. 

J.  F.  Eertzog. 
179 


Salvation  provided. 

/COU     Commending  the  Soul  to  God. 

GIVE  me  to  tiiist  in  thee; 
My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
My  sun,  and  shield,  and  fortress  be, 

Be  thou  my  sure  abode. 

2  Myself  I  cannot  save, 

Myself  I  cannot  keep, 
But  itrength  in  thee  I  surely  Kttve, 

^Vhose  eyelids  never  sleep. 

8  My  soul  to  thee  alone, 
Now  therefore  I  commend: 

Thou,  Jesus,  love  me  as  tnine  own, 
And  love  me  to  the  end. 

Charles  V- 

2Q7.  •  EL  M. 

0  1     Evening  Meditation. 
THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  "We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 

So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we've  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  f  rom  all  our  f  ears ; 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 
And  view  the  unwearied  sun, 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

C  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  "thy  love. 

180     "  John  Leland. 


SALVATION    PROCLAIMED. 


THE  MINISTRY. 

OOQ  L.  M. 

/£00  The  Commission. 

GO?  PREACH  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 
Bid  the  whole  world  my  grace  receive: 
He  shall  be  saved  who  trusts  my  word, 
He  shall  be  damned  who  won't  believe. 

2  111  make  your  great  commission  known; 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  Gospel  true, 

By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 
I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end; 

AH  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands,  . 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend.  zj    ' 

Isaac  Watts.- 

289  .  .  un. 

GOD,  the  offended  God,  Most  High, 
Ambassadors  to  rebels  sends; 
His  messengers  his  place  supply, 
And  Jesus  begs  us  to  be  friends. 

2  Us  in  the  stead  of  Christ,  they  pray, 
Us,  in  the  stead  of  God,  entreat, 

To  cast  our  arms,  our  sins,  away, 
And  find  forgiveness  at  his  feet. 

3  Our  God  in  Christ!  thine  embassy, 
And  proffered  mercy,  we  embrace, 

And  gladly  reconciled  to  thee, 
Thy  condescending  mercy  praise. 

4  Poor  debtors,  by  our  Lord's  request, 
A  full  acquittance  we  receive! 

And  criminals,  with  pardon  blest, 
AVe,  at -our  Judge's  instance,  live! 

181  Charles  Wesley. 


SALVATION   PROCLAIMED. 

OQA  V M- 

/Cu\J  Prepare  Ye  the  Way  of  the  Lord. 

COMFORT,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 
Comf ort  the  people  of  your  Lord ; 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 
And  cheer  them  by  the  Gospel  word. 

2  Go  into  every  nation,  go: 

Speak  to  their  trembling  hearts,  and  cry, 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  show: 
Jerusalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 

3  Hark !  in  the  wilderness  a  cry, 

A  voice  that  loudly  calls,  ''Prepare;*' 
Prepare  your  hearts,  for  God  is  nigh, 
And  waits  to  make  his  entrance  there. 

4  The  Lord  your  God  shall  quickly  come, 
Sinners,  repent,  the  call  obey; 

Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room ; 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  the  way. 

5  The  Lord  shall  clear  his  way  through  all, 
Whate'er  obstructs,  obstructs  in  vain ; 

The  vale  shall  rise,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  straight,  and  nigged  plain. 

6  The  glory  of  the  Lord  displayed 
Shall  all  mankind  together  view ; 

And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  said, 
His  own  almighty  hand  shall  do. 

Charles  Wesley. 

1<JL  The  Pastoral  Office. 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  take  the  alarm  they  give; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Them  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 

The  pastor's  care  demands; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart. 

And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

m 


THE  MINISTRY. 

S  They  watch  for  souls  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego ; 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live 

In  raptures,  or  in  wo. 

4  May  they  in  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer  see ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 

That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

P.  Doddridge. 

9Q9  C  M. 

jCiV/O     Clotlied  with  Salvation. 

JESUS,  the  word  of  mercy  give, 
And  let  it  swiftly  run; 
And  let  the  priests  themselves  believe, 
And  put  salvation  on. 

2  Ready  thy  promise  to  embrace, 
May  all  thy  people  prove 

The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace, 
The  joy  of  perfect  love. 

3  Jesus,  let  all  thy  servants  shine 
Illustrious  as  the  sun; 

And,  bright  with  borrowed  rays  divine, 
Their  glorious  circuit  run. 

4  Beyond  the  reach  of  mortals,  spread 
Their  light  where'er  they  go ; 

And  heavenly  influences  shed 
On  all  the  world  below. 

5  As  giants  may  they  run  their  race 
Exulting  in  their  might; 

As  burning  luminaries  chase 
The  gloom  of  hellish  night. 

6  As  the  bright  Sun  of  righteousness, 
Their  healing  wings  display ; 

And  let  their  lustre  still  increase 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 


SALVATION   PROCLAIMED. 

9QO  C.  M. 

LvO      The  i\Iinister'ls  Pra per. 

JESUS,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Triumphantly  thy  name  I  bless, 
Thy  conquering  name  I  sing. 

S  Thou,  Lord,  hast  magnified  thy  name, 
Thou  hast  maintained  thy  cause ; 

And  I  enjoy  the  glorious  shame, 
The  scandal  of  thy  cross. 

3  Thou  gavest  me  to  speak  thy  word, 

In  the  appointed  hour; 
I  have  proclaimed  my  dying  Lord; 

And  felt  thy  Spirit's  power. 

1  Superior  to  my  foes  I  stood, 
Above  their  smile  or  frown; 

On  all  the  strangers  to  thy  blood 
With  pitying  love  looked  down. 

5  O  let  me  have  thy  presence  still ; 
Set  as  a  flint  my  face, 

To  show  the  counsel  of  thy  will, 
Which  saves  a  world  by  grace. 

6  O  let  me  never  blush  to  own 
The  glorious  Gospel- word ; 

Which  saves  a  world  through  faith  alone, 
Faith  in  a  dying  Lord. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Lv  x  The  Minister's  Only  Business. 

JESUS,  the  name  high  over  all, 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky ; 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 
The  name  to  sinners  given; 

It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 
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THE  MINISTRY. 

3  Jesus  the  prisoner's  fetters  breaks, 
And  bruises  Satan's  head; 

Power  into  strengthless  souls  he  speaks, 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 
The  riches  of  his  grace; 

The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

5  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 
His  saving  truth  proclaim : 

'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
To  cry,  "Behold  the  Lamb!" 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 
I  may  but  gasp  his  name; 

Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
Behold,  behold  the  Lamb ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

OQ,<  S.  M. 

u  v  O         The  Joyful  Sound. 

HOW  beauteous  are  then-  feet 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
TV  ho  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 
So  sweet  the  tidings  are ; 

Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King ; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  the  joyful  soimd, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  f ound. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light; 

Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long. 
But  died  without  the  sight. 
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SALVATION  PROCLAIMED. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

0  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad} 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God* 

Mtctc  Watts. 

L)U\J  Entire  Dependence  on  Christ. 

EXCEPT  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan, 
The  best  concerted  schemes  are  vain, 
And  never  can  succeed ; 
We  spend  our  wretched  strength  for  nought; 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
They  shall  be  blest  indeed. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  didst  thyself  inspire 
Our  souls  with  this  intense  desire, 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  intend, 
O  let  our  deeds  begin  and  end 

Complete  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  In  Jesu^'  name  behold  we  meet, 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways; 
One  only  thing  resolved  to  know, 
And  square  our  useful  lives  below, 

By  reason  and  by  grace. 

4  Now,  Jesus,  now  thy  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will; 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rising  Church,  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

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THE  MINISTRY. 

5  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound, 
O  let  our  lives,  to  all  around, 

With  purest  lustre  shine; 
That  all  around  our  works  may  see, 
And  give  the  glory.  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  ftreavenly  light  divine. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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Q7  S.  M. 

Sow  Beside  All  Waters. 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed ; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  knowst  not  which  shall  thrive, 
The  late  or  early  sown; 

Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown. 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain: 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry. 

Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

5  Then,  when  the  glorious  end, 
The  day  of  God,  shall  come, 

The  angel  reapers  shall  descend, 
And  heaven  shout,  "Harvest  home!" 

J.  Montgomery. 

9QO  L.  M. 

/C/uO        The  Minister"1 's  Prayer. 
QAVIOUR  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
O    Doth  all  mine  inmost  thoughts  descry: 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
pr  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise? 
18? 


SALVATION  PROCLAIMED. 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wandering  souls  of  men ; 
"With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, 
To  snatch  them  froin  the  gaping  grave. 

3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name;       * 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame: 

All  hail,  reproach;  and  welcome,  pain; 
Only  thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

*  My  life,  my  blood,  I  here  present, 
If  for  thy  truth  they  may  be  spent ; 
Fulfill  thy  sovereign  counsel,  Lord ; 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  adored. 

5  Give  me  thy  strength,  0  God  of  power. 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be: 
'Tis  fixed ;  I  can  do  all  through  thee. 

J.  J.  Winkler,  TY  by  J.  Wesley. 

OQQ  L-  M- 

uvv        Boldness  in  the  Gospel. 

SHALL  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man, 
The  Spirit's  course  in  me  restrain? 
Or,  undismayed  in  deed  and  word, 
Be  a  true  witness  of  my  Lord? 

2  Awed  by  a  mortal's  frown,  shall  I 
Conceal  the  word  of  God  Most  High? 
How  then  before  thee  shall  I  dare 
To  stand,  or  how  thine  anger  bear? 

3  Shall  I,  to  soothe  the  unholy  throng, 
Soften  thy  truth,  or  smooth  my  tongue, 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys,  or  flee 

The  cross  endured,  my  Lord,  by  thee? 

4  What  then  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread? 
"Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid? 
A  man !  an  heir  of  death !  a  slave 

To  sin !  a  bubble  on  the  wave ! 

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THE  MINISTRY. 

5  Yea,  let  men  rage ;  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shadowing  wings  around  ray  head: 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  tender  love 
Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 

J.  J.  Winkler,  lr%  by  J.  Wesley. 

OAA  L.  K 

0\J\J      The  Angels  of  the  Churches. 

DRAW  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near* 
Us  with  thy  naming  eye  behold; 
Still  in  thy  Church  do  thou  appear, 
And  let  our  candlestick  be  gold. 

2  Still  hold  the  stars  in  thy  right  hand. 
And  let  them  in  thy  lustre  glow, 

The  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  Church  below. 

3  Make  good  their  apostolic  boast; 
Their  high  commission  let  them  prove; 

Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 
And  filled  with  faith,  and  hope,  and  lova 

4  Give  them  an  ear  to  hear  thy  word; 
Thou  speakest  to  the  churches  now: 

And  let  all  tongues  confess  their  Lord, 
Let  every  knee  to  Jesus  bow. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OA1  S.M. 

0\J  1       Laborers  Parting. 

AND  let  our  bodies  part, 
To  different  climes  repair; 
Inseparably  joined  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

2  O  let  us  still  proceed 
In  Jesus'  work  below ; 

And,  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  f  urther  conquests  go. 

3  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
Before  his  laborers  lies; 

And  lo !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits;  us  in  the  skies. 
189 


SALVATION  PROCLAIMED. 

4  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 
Continually  ascend, 

That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labors  end ; 

5  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
Our  suffering  and  our  pain: 

Who  meet  on  that  eternal  shore, 
Shall  never  part  again, 

C.  Wesley. 


Q(V)  S.  M. 

OU/6    Success  Certain. 

LORD,  if  at  thy  command 
The  word  of  life  we  sow, 
Watered  by  thy  almighty  hand, 

The  seed  shall  surely  grow: 
The  virtue  of  thy  grace 

A  large  increase  shall  give, 
And  multiply  the  faithful  race, 
Who  to  thy  glory  five. 

2  Now,  then,  the  ceaseless  shower 

Of  gospel  blessings  send, 
And  let  the  soul-converting  power 

Thy  ministers  attend- 
On  multitudes  confer 

The  heart-renewing  love, 
And  by  the  joy  of  grace  prepare 

For  fuller  joys  above. 

Charles  Wesley. 

8,  7,  4. 
After  Receiving  Appointm^tds. 

MKN  of  God,  go,  take  your  stations: 
Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth; 
Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations, 
Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth ; 

Bear  the  tidings 
Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 
190 


INVITATION. 

2  What,  though  earth  and  hell  united, 
Should  oppose  our  Saviour's  plan? 

Plead  his  cause,  nor  be  affrighted: 
Fear  ye  not  the  face  of  man: 

Vain  their  tumult; 
Kill  his  work  they  never  can. 

3  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 
Jesus  will  his  own  defend ; 

Borne  afar  midst  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  will  appear  your  friend: 

And  his  presence 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 

T.  Kelly. 


SALVATION  OFFERED. 


304 


HSTVITATION. 

8,  7,  4. 


The  Invitation. 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power: 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing:  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy:  come  and  welcome; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh ; 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 
191 


SALVATION  OFFERED. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  30U  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him: 
This  he  gives  you, 

Tis  the  Spirit's  glimmering  beam. 
-1  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
[f  you  tarry  till  your're  better 

You  will  never  come  at  all : 
Not  the  righteous, 

Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 
Your  Redeemer  prostrate  lies; 

On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ! 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

It  is  finished ! 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

6  Lo !  the'  incarnate  God,  ascending, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood : 

Venture  on  him,  venture  freely ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name: 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

J.  Hart. 

90^  8,  7,  4. 

tJyJO  Hear,  and  Live. 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
Every  sentence,  0  how  tender  1 
Every  line  is  full  of  love: 

Listen  to  it; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 
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INVITATION 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospei 
News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim: 

"Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name:" 

How  important! 
"Free  forgiveness  in  Ins  name." 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor; 
Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 

And,  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears: 

Tender  heralds ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears- 

4  O  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 
Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way ' 

Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay, 

Rebel  sinners 
G  lad  the  message  will  obey. 

Jonathan  Alien. 

OA£  S.  M. 

0\J\J       Salvation's  Free. 

OH!  WONDROUS  love  divine, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me; 
That  I,  undone  and  lost  by  sin, 
Should  find  salvation  free. 

Chorus, 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free! 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free! 
Salvation's  f roc  for  you  and  me, 
I'm  glad  salvation1?  free! 

2  Oppressed  with  sin  and  guilt, 
And  none  to  care  for  me, 

I  cast  my  soul  on  Jesus'  blood, 
And  found  salvation  free. 

3  With  nothing  in  my  hand, 
No  gift,  no  price,  no  plea, 

Through  Jesus'  boundless  love  alone 
I've  found  salvation  free; 
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SALVATION  OFFERED. 

4  0  ImwIIiwl  help  me  sing, 
<Dne  song  •  c  victory, 

without  money,  without  price, 
I'vt  found  salvation  free. 

5  I  fed  it  burning  c 

Like  fire  all  through  my  soul. 
Salvation  tree,  as  free  as  heave n. 
Salvation  free  and  fulL 

6  Forever— e  verm  : 

This  my  glad  song  shall  be. 
Salvati-  : 
I'm  glad  salvation"?  free. 

Joseph  JfcCreery^ 

QTV7  s  yL 

•)'_'  /  itation. 

ChjME.  weary  shmarSj  oane, 
r  -aningbeneath  your  load : 
The  Saviour  calls  his  wa  nav 

Haste*  to  your  pardoning  God. 
i3  by  guDt  oppressed. 
«r  the*  Saviour's  call. 
some,  an  1 1  will  give  vou  rest, 
-  you  alLx* 

3  R 

Idl 

And  all  thy  faithful  mercies  pr 
-Jfce  our  guilt  away. 
thee  rely; 
On  thee  would  cast  our  c 

bo  thine  arms  of  mercy  ny. 
And  find  salvation  t:.- 

ijOo  Ma 

TAELAY  not,  d-lav  not.  O  sinner,  draw  near, 
1 J  7  i  of  life  are  : .  thee ; 

the  Saviour  is  here. 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 
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INVITATION*. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 
The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God? 

A  fountain  is  open,  how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning  blood? 

1  Delay  not.  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come. 

For  Mercy  still  lingers  and  calls  thee  to-day ; 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb ; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of  grace 
Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  his  sad 
flight, 

And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night. 

1  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at  hand. 
The  earth  shalT  dissolve,  and  the  heavens  shall 
fade. 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall 
stand 
"What  power  then,  O  sinner,  will  lend  thee  its  aid ! 
Thomas  Hastings. 

9f|Q  L.  M. 

OVJu    All-sufficiency  of  His  Grace. 

HO !  EVERY  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh: 
'Tis  G-od  invites  the  fallen  race : 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy. 
Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 

2  In  search  of  empty  joys  below, 
"1  e  toil  with  unavailing  strife: 

Whither,  ah!  whither  would  ye  go? 
J  have  the  words  of  endless  life, 

3  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come! 
Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call; 

Return,  ye  weary  wanderers,  home, 
And  find  his  grace  is  free  for  all. 

4  See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise: 
For  you  a  healing  stream  it  rolls; 

Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  laboring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 
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5  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give 
Leave  all  you  have,  and  are.  behind; 

Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive; 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

Jo/in  Wesley. 

q  1  A  h.  :u. 

O  I  U  The  Jubilee  Trumpet, 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly-solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know. 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Hath  full  atonement  made: 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest : 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Pcetiirn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 

Redemption  in  his  blood 
Throughout  the  world  proclaim: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners^  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell. 
Your  liberty  receive. 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come . 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home, 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 
Your  heritage  above. 

Receive  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ve  ransomed  sinners,  home, 
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INVITATION. 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace-, 
And,  saved  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Sayionv's  face: 
The  year  of  jubilee   is  ; 

Beturn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 
Charles  Wesley. 

O  J  1     Proclaiming  the  Saviour  to  all. 

LET  earth  and  heaven  agree, 
Angels  and  men  be  joined, 
To  celebrate  with  me 
The  Saviour  of  mankind: 
To'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name. 

2  Jesus !  transporting  sound ! 
The  joy  of  earth  and  heaven; 

No  other  help  is  found, 
No  other  name  is  given, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have ; 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 

3  Jesus !  harmonious  name ! 
It  charms  the  hosts  above ; 

They  evermore  proclaim, 
And  wonder  at  his  love: 
'Tis  all  their  happiness  to  gaze, 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  our  Jesus'  face. 

4  His  name  the  sinner  hears, 
And  is  from  sin  set  free; 

'Tis  music  in  his  ears ; 
'Tis  life  and  victory ; 
New  songs  do  now  his  lips  employ, 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

5  O  unexampled  love ! 

O  all-redeeming  grace ! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 
To  save  a  fallen  race ! 
What  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known, 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done* 
*9? 


SALVATION  OFFERED. 

6  O  for  a  trumpet  voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call, 

To  bid  their  heails  rejoice 

Iu  him  who  died  for  all : 

For  all,  my  Lord  was  crucified ; 

Foi-  all,  for  all,  my  Saviour  died. 

Charles  Wesley* 


Q  1  O  L.  M. 

0 1  L)         The  Gospel  Feast. 

C~10ME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast; 
J    Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest : 
Ye  ueed  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all: 

Come  all  the  world !  come,  sinner,  thou, 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 
Ye  restless  wanderers  after  rest ; 

Ye  poor,  and  maimed,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live: 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain. 

5  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious,  bleeding  sacrifice: 
His  offered  benefits  embrace, 

And  freely  now  be  saved  by  grace. 

0  This  is  the  time ;  no  more  delay ; 
This  is  the  Lord's  appointed  day ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  who  died  for  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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INVITATION. 

1 0    All  Things  are  Noiu  Ready. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  gospel  word ; 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  my  Lord; 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day ; 
All  things  are  ready,  conic  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own 
And  kiss  his  late-retuming  son ; 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 
Just  now  the  stony  to  remove ; 

To  apply  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
And  wash  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Are  ready,  with  their  shining  host: 
All  heaven  is  ready  to  resound, 
"The  dead's  alive  1  the  lost  is  found!" 

J.  Fawcet. 


314 


L.  M. 


The  Joys  of  Penitence. 

ClOME,  O  ye  sinners,  to  the  Lord, 
J    In  Christ  to  paradise  restored: 
His  proffered  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace: 

2  A  pardon  written  with  his  blood; 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence: 

3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart; 

The  tears  that  tell  your  sins  forgiven; 
The  sighs  that  waft  your  souls  to  heaven; 
199 


SALVATION  OFFERED. 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
The  unutterable  tenderness ; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility ; 

The  wonder,  ''Why  such  love  to  me?" 

5  The  o'erwhehning  power  of  saving  grace, 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face; 

The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
Ajid  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


315 


8,7,8,7,3. 
'Let  Him  Come.'''' 


HARK !  the  Saviour's  voice  from  heaven 
Speaks  a  pardon  full  and  free; 
Come,  and  thou  shalt  be  forgiven ; 
Boundless  mercy  flows  for  thee, 
Even  thee. 

3  See  the  healing  fountain  springing 

From  the  Saviour  on  the  tree ; 
Pardon,  peace,  and  cleansing  bringing 
Lost  one,  loved  one,  'tis  for  thee, 
Even  thee. 

3  Hear  his  love  and  mercy  speaking, 
"Come,  and  lay  thy  soul  on  me; 

Though  thy  heart  for  sin  be  breaking, 
I  have  rest  and  peace  for  thee, 
Even  thee ! 

4  Sinner,  come  to  Jesus  flying, 
From  thy  sin  and  woe  be  free ; 

Burdened,  guilty,  wounded,  dying, 
Gladly  will  he  welcome  thee, 
Even  thee! 

5  Every  sin  <;hall  bo  forgiven ; 

Thou,  through  grace,  a  child  shalt  l>e, 
Child  of  God,  and  heir  of  heaven ; 
Yes  a  mansion  waits  for  thee, 
Even  thee! 
200 


INVITATION. 

6  Then  in  love  for  ever  dwelling, 

Jesus  all  thy  joy  shall  be; 
And  thy  song  shall  still  be  telling 
All  his  mercy  did  for  thee, 
Even  thee ! 

James  Montgomery. 

OY\)      Why  Will  Ye  Die? 

SINNERS,  turn;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live ; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands ; 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die? 

2  Sinners,  turn;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why?' 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself,  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again? 

Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die? 

3  Sinners,  turn;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why? 
He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Urged  you  to  embrace  his  love, 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 

O  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 
Why  will  ye  forever  die? 

Charks  Weslev* 

Oil  The  Wideness  of  God's  Mercy. ' 

THERE'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy. 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea: 
There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice. 
Which  is  more  than  liberty, 
801 


SALVATION  OFFERED. 

2  There  is  welcome  for  the  siuner, 
And  more  graces  for  the  good; 

There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 
There  is  healing  in  his  blood. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 
Thau  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 

And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 

4  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 
We  should  take  him  at  his  word ; 

And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 


318 


Tender  Expostulation. 

SINNERS,  turn,  while  God  is  near; 
Dare  not  think  him  insincere : 
Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands, 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands; 
Cries,  "Ye  will  not  happy  be; 
No,  ye  will  not  come  to  me, 
Me,  who  life  to  none  deny: 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 

2  "Turn,"  he  cries,  "ye  sinners,  turn;* 
By  his  life,  your  God  hath  sworn, 

He  would  have  you  turn  and  live; 
He  would  all  the  world  receive. 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  he  you  to  life  invite? 
Woidd  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cr}-, 
"Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 

3  What  could  your  Redeemer  do, 
More  than  he  hath  done  for  you? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood? 
After  all  his  flow  of  love, 

All  his  drawings  from  above, 
Why  will  ye  your  Lord  deny? 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  ? 

§03  Charles  Wesley. 


319 


INVITATION. 

7,61. 

Fly  to  Jesus. 

WEARY  souls,  that  wander  wide 
From  the  central  point  of  bliss, 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified; 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his: 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood ; 
Rise  into  the  Life  of  God. 

4  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace, 
Peace  unspeakable,  unknown; 

By  his  pain  he  gives  you  ease, 
Life  by  his  expiring  groan : 

Rise  exalted  by  his  fall ; 

Find  in  Christ  your  all  in  all. 

3  O  believe  the  record  true, 
God  to  you  his  Son  hath  given ; 

Ye  may  now  be  happy  too, 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven: 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

4  This  the  universal  bliss, 
Bliss  for  every  soul  designed ; 

God's  original  promise  this, 

God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind: 
Blest  in  Christ  this  moment  be, 
Blest  to  all  eternity. 

Charles 


dZU        The  Prodigal  Son. 

RETURN,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 
Thy  Father  calls  for  thee: 
No  longer  now  an  exile  roam 
In  guilt  and  misery. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

Thy  Saviour  calls  for  thee: 
"  The  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  Come ;" 

O  now  for  refuge  flee! 
203 


SALVATION  OFFERED. 

3  Return.  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

"lis  madness  to  delay: 
There  are  no  pardons  in  the  tomb; 

And  brief  L=  mercy's  day ! 

fhos.  Hastings. 

O.II  7,61. 

'J CI         Come,  and  Welcome. 

IpROM  the  cross  uplifted  high. 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  v.e  hear 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear! 

1  •  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

2  "  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  I 

Un  his  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid; 
Bow  the  knee,  embrace  the  Son, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

3  's  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  richest  bounties  stored ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Thou'shalt  be  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come !"' 

T.  Haueis. 


C.  M. 
C       The  Wanderer  Recalled. 

EETUKN,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  seek  thy  Father's  face : 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return; 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh: 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 

When  nb  one  else  is  nigh. 
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INVITATION. 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  return. 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live : 

Come  to  his  cross,  and,  grateful,  learn 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  wipe  the  falling  tear: 

Thy  Father  calls,  no  longer  mourn; 
'Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 

5  Return,  0  wanderer,  return ; 
Begin  thy  long-sought  rest : 

The  Saviour's  melting  mercies  yeam 
To  clasp  thee  to  his  breast. 

W.  B.  Collyer. 

QQQ  C  M. 

0£0        The  Resolution. 

C^OME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
J    A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve: 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Like  mountains  round  me  close: 

I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess ; 

I'll  tell  him,  I'm  a  wretch  undone 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 

But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

5  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go; 
I  am  resolved  to  try, 

For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die. 

■£.  Jones. 
205 


324 


SaLVaTIGX  offered. 

C.  if. 
He  Justifieth  the  Ungodly. 

LOVERS  of  pleasures  more  than  God, 
3u  he  suffered  pain : 

■iour  spilt  his  blood: 
-hall  he  bleed  in  rain/ 

::ners,  his  life,  for  too  he  paid ; 
i  imes  he  bore : 
Tour  sins  were  all  on  Jesus  laid, 
That  you  might  sin  no  more. 

-arth  the  great  Redeemer  came, 
That  you  might  coine  to  heaven ; 

-rlieve  in  Jesus*  name, 
And  all  your  sins  forgiven. 

4  Believe  in  him  -who  died  for  thee : 

Ani.  sure  as  he  hath  died. 
Thy  debt  is  paid,  thy  soul  is  free, 

And  thou  art  justified. 

Charle*  lt'<*fcy. 

O&V         7;.     '■'.-     -  V  ice. 

THE  voice  of  free  grace  calls,  M  Escape  to  the 
mountain: 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a  foun- 
tain: 
.  n  and  uncleanness.  and  every  transgression. 
His  blood  flows  most  freely,  in  stream*  of  salva- 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  purchased  oar 

pardon: 
TVe  will  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over 

Jordan. 

A  in  the  highest  is  giv-n ; 
•11:  re-echoed  in  heaven ; 
Around  tne  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 

And  sing  of  his-love,  bis  salvation  and  glorv. 


INVITATION. 

3  0  Jesus,  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious ; 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou  wilt  make  us  via 

torious: 
Thy  name  shall  be  praised  in  the  great  congrega 

tion, 
And  saints  shall  ascribe  unto  thee  their  salvation 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,   having  gained  the 

blest  shore, 

faith  our  harps  in  our  hands,  we  will  praise  ever- 
more: 

We'll  range  the  blest  fields  on  the  banks  of  the 
river, 

And  sing  of  redemption  forever  and  ever. 

B.  BurdsaZl. 

O/iv  The  Gospel  Feast 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice: 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry  starving  souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  wind, 

And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind: 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  hath  prepared 
A  soul-reviving  feast, 

And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho!  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 
And  pine  away  and  die, 

Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  her© 
In  a  rich  ocean  join ; 

Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine 
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SALVATION  OFFERED. 

6  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  corne  to  seek  supplies, 

And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Isaac  Watts. 

8,)7  L.  M.  6  L 

&  /  The  Lamb  of  God, 

BEHOLD  the  Lamb  of  God,  who  bears 
The  sins  of  all  the  world  away! 
A  servant's  form  he  meekly  wears, 

He  sojourns  in  a  house  of  clay ! 
His  glory  is  no  longer  seen, 
But  God  with  God  is  man  with  men. 

2  See  where  the  God  incarnate  stands, 
And  calls  his  wandering  creatures  home: 

He  all  day  long  spreads  out  his  hands; 
"Come,  weary  souls,  to  Jesus  come! 

Ye  all  may  hide  you  in  my  breast; 

Believe,  and  I  will  give  you  rest. " 

0  "Ah !  do  not  of  my  goodness  doubt ; 
My  saving  grace  for  all  is  free ; 

1  will  in  nowise  cast  him  out, 
That  comes  a  sinner  unto  me ; 

I  can  to  none  myself  deny ; 

Why,  sinners,  will  ye  perish,  why?" 

Charles  Wesley. 

11,  10. 
Heaven  can  Heal  our  Somoivs. 

('lOME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish; 
J    Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish* 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 
ilope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 

Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
"Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  cannot  cure. " 
208 


INVITATION. 

>i  Here  see  the  bread  of  life ;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above ; 

Come  to  the  feast  of  love ;  come,  ever  knowing, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

T.  Moora 

Q9Q  C.  M. 

Ouv  Behold  the  Lamb. 

LOOK  unto  Christ,  ye  sinners:  own 
Your  God,  ye  fallen  race ; 
Look,  and  be  saved  through  faith  alone, 
Be  justified  by  grace. 

2  See  all  your  sins  on  Jesus  laid: 
The  Lamb  of  God  was  slain ; 

His  soid  was  once  an  offering  made 
For  every  soul  of  man. 

3  Awake  from  guilty  nature's  sleep, 
And  Christ  shall  give  you  light; 

Cast  all  your  sins  into  the  deep, 
And  wash  the  Ethiop  white. 

4  With  me,  your  chief,  ye  then  shall  know, 
Shall  feel,  your  sins  forgiven ; 

Anticipate  your  heaven  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley, 

00\J     He  Waiteth  to  be  Gracious, 

JESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 
Display  thy  saving    ower; 
Thy  mercy  let  the  sinner  find, 
And  know  his  gracious  hour. 

2  "Who  thee  beneath  their  feet  have  trod, 
And  crucified  afresh. 

Touch  with  thine  all- victorious  blood, 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

3  Open  their  eyes  thy  cross  to  see, 
Their  oars,  to  hear  thy  cries: 

Sinner,  thy  Saviour  weeps  for  thee; 
For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies. 


SALVATION  OFFERED. 

4  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  stands, 

His  rebels  to  receive ; 
And  shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 
5  Turn,  and  your  sins  of  deepest  dye 
He  will  with  blood  efface; 
E'en  now  he  waits  the  blood  to  apply ; 
Be  saved,  be  saved  by  grace. 

C.   Wesley. 

QQ  1  C.  M. 

OO  J    The  Immensity  of  His  Grace. 
■\TTHAT  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love? 
V  V      My  loving  God  to  praise  ? 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height  to  prove, 
And  depth  of  sovereign  grace. 

2  Thy  sovereign  grace  to  all  extends, 
Immense  and  unconfmed ; 

From  age  to  age  it  never  ends; 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

3  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known, 
Wide  as  infinity: 

So  wide  it  never  passed  by  one, 
Or  it  had  passed  by  me. 

4  My  trespass  was  grown  up  to  heaven ; 
But,  far  above  the  skies. 

Through  Christ  abundantly  forgiven, 
I  see  thy  mercies  rise. 

5  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love, 
What  angel  tongue  can  tell? 

O  may  I  to  the  itmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable. 

Charles  Wesley. 

COO  8,6. 

OO/Cj  Come  as  Thou  Art, 

JUST  as  thou  art,  without  one  trace 
Of  love,  or  joy,  or  inward  grace, 
Or  meetness  for  the  heavenly  place, 
O  guilty  sinner,  come! 
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INVITATION. 

2  Burdened  with  guilt,  wouldst  thou  be  blest, 
Trust  not  the  world;  it  gives  no  rest; 
Christ  gives  relief  to  hearts  opprest, 

O  weary  sinner,  come! 

3  Come,  leave  thy  burden  at  the  cross, 
Count  all  thy  gains  but  empty  dross; 
His  grace  repays  all  earthly  loss, 

O  needy  sinner,  come ! 

4  Come,  hither  bring  thy  boding  fears, 
Thy  aching  heart,  thy  mournf ul  tears ; 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears, 

O  trembling  sinner,  come  I 

JR.  S.  Cook. 


3: 


P.M. 
Almost  Persuaded. 
*s  A  LMOST  persuaded"  now  to  believe; 
i\.  '  'Almost  persuaded" Christ  to  receive ; 
Seems  now  some  soul  to  say, 
"Go,  Spirit,  go  thy  way, 
Some  more  convenient  day 
On  thee  I'll  sail." 

2  "Almost  persuaded,"  come,  come  to-day , 
"Almost  persuaded,"  turn  not  away; 

Jesus  invites  you  here, 
Angels  are  lingering  near, 
Prayers  rise  from  hearts  so  dear: 
"O  wanderer,  come." 

3  "Almost  persuaded,"  harvest  is  past! 
"Almost  persuaded,"  doom  comes  at  last! 

"Almost"  cannot  avail; 

'  'Almost"  is  but  to  fail ! 

Sad,  sad,  that  bitter  wail— 

"Almost — but  lost!" 

P.  P.  Bliss. 
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PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

L.M. 


Deliverance  and  lie.  t. 
K  "WAKED  from  sin's  delusive  sleep, 
r\_    My  heavy  guilt  I  feel,  and  weep: 
Beneath  a  weight  of  woes  oppressed, 

1  come  to  thee,  nay  Lord,  for  rest. 

2  Now.  from  thy  throne  of  grace  above, 
Look  down  upon  my  soul  in  love ; 
That  smile  shall  sweeten  all  my  pain, 
And  make  my  soul  rejoice  again. 

3  By  thy  divine,  transforming  power, 
My  rained  nature  now*  restore; 

And  let  my  life  and  temper  shine, 
In  blest  resemblance,  Lord,  to  thine. 

Church  Psalmody. 

The  Stubborn  Heart. 

OFOR  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  heart  away: 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend;  the  earth  can  quake; 
The  ?eas  can  roar:  the  mountains  shake: 
Of  f eeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 

But  this  unf  eeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
O  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt: 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

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PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

4  Thy  judgments  too,  which  devils  fear, 
Amazing  thought'  unmoved  I  hear; 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  But  power  divine  can  do  the  deed; 
And,  Lord,  that  power  I  greatly  need ; 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 

And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 

J.  Hart. 

L.  M. 
Withdraw  Not  the  Spirit. 

STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite; 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steeled  my  stubborn  heart. 
And  shaken  off  my  guilty  fears ;  " 

.  Vnd  vexed,  and  urged  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellious  years: 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received; 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved: 

4  Yet  O !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  nonoi  of  my  great  High  Priest; 

Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 
To  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 
Charles  Wesley. 

80rf  L.  M. 

0  I       Condemned,  but  Pleading. 
SHOW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live. 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 
2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 
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S^J_v  SHT. 

_  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin. 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  defences  pain  my  eg 

mat  thy  law.  against  thy  gn 
Lori.  sh:uli  ::v  -;  1_ 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sodden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 

I  —->:  :  r:^:-.u_:-r  :_—  --.>:.  Lu  '.-3.:_: 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  heU. 
.  -Tcoos law  approves  it  welL 

I  save  a  trembling  sinner.  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  w 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise'  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

~.:?>out  God  in  the  Wortd. 
[OD  is  in  this  and  every  pLi 
But  O,  how  dark  and  void 
- 
This  earth  without  my  God. 

Till  he  his  light  impart. 
Till  he  his  glorious  self  reveals, 
— y  heart. 

_   J  -h  -■-.  — '..    ------  -T-'  ...;-  .      :. 

unknown, 
Pity  my  helpless  unt- 

4  Regard  me  with  c  gracious  eye; 

The  long-sought  bles  - 
And  bid  me.  af  the  p.^int  to  die, 

Behold  thy  face  anc 

Ckarlt*  ***** 

—  m 


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PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 


CM. 


OOu        Feeling  after  God. 

THOU  hidden  God,  for  whom  I  groan, 
Till  thou  thyself  declare, 
God,  inaccessible,  unknown, 
Regard  a  sinner's  prayer. 

2  A  sinner  weltering  in  his  blood, 
Unpurged  and  unforgiven: 

Far  distant  from  the  living  God, 
As  far  as  hell  from  heaven. 

3  An  unregenerate  child  of  man, 
To  thee  for  help  I  call ; 

Pity  thy  fallen  creature's  pain, 
And  raise  me  from  my  falL 

4  The  darkness  which  through  thee  I  feel, 
Thou  only  canst  remove ; 

Thine  own  eternal  power  reveal, 
Thine  everlasting  love. 

5  I  would  not  to  thy  foe  submit, 
I  hate  the  tyrant's  chain ; 

Send  forth  the  prisoner  from  the  pit, 
Nor  let  me  cry  in  vain. 

6  Show  me  the  blood  that  bought  my  peace, 
The  covenant  blood  apply ; 

And  all  my  griefs  at  once  shall  cease, 
And  all  my  sins  shall  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 

d4U  The  Surrender. 

HOW  oft  have  I  the  Spirit  grieved, 
Since  first  with  me  he  strove; 
How  obstinately  disbelieved, 
And  trampled  on  his  love ! 
How  have  I  sinned  against  the  light; 

Broken  from  his  embrace; 
And  would  not,  when  I  freely  might, 
Be  justified  by  grace. 
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SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

3  But  after  all  that  I  have  done 

To  drive  him  from  in}'  heart, 
The  Spirit  leaves  me  not  alone, 

Ho  doth  not  yet  depart; 
He  will  not  give  the  sinner  o'er 

Ready  e'en  now  to  save, 
Ho  hi* Is  me  come  as  heretofore, 

That  I  his  grace  may  have. 

0  I  take  thee  at  thy  gracious  word; 

My  foolishness  I  mourn ,; 
And  unto  my  redeeming  .uord, 

However  late,  I  turn: 
Saviour,  I  yield,  I  yield  at  last; 

I  hear  thy  speaking  blood ; 
Myself,  with  all  my  sins,  I  cast 

On  my  atoning  God. 

Charles  }Ye*!<  y. 

on  c  M- 

Oi:  1       All  Things  Possible  to  God. 

OTH AT  thou  wouldst  the  heavens  rend, 
In  majesty  come  down. 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  omnipotent, 
And  seize  me  for  thine  own. 

2  Descend,  and  let  thy  lightnings  bum 

The  stubble  of  thy  foe; 
My  sins  o'erturn,  o'erturn,  o'ertum, 

And  make  the  mountains  flow. 

V  Thou  my  impetuous  spirit  guide, 
And  curb  my  headstrong  will ; 

Thou  only  canst  drive  back  the  tide, 
And  bid  the  sun  stand  still. 

4  What  though  I  cannot  break  my  chain, 

Or  e'er  throw  off  my  load ; 
The  things  impossible  to  men, 
Are  possible  to  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

OAi)  C.  M. 

O^lAj        Godly  Son^oiv. 

OFOR  that  tenderness  of  heart 
"Which  bows  before  the  Lord, 
Acknowledging  how  just  thou  art, 

And  trembling  at  thy  word ; 
O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow ; 
That  consciousness  of  guilt,  which  f  eara 
The  long-suspended  blow. 

2  Saviour,  to  me,  in  pity,  give 

The  sensible  distress; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt  at  last  receive, 

And  bid  me  die  in  peace: 
Wilt  from  the  dreadful  day  remove, 

Before  the  evil  come ; 
My  spirit  hide  with  saints  above, 

My  body  in  the  tomb. 

Charles  Wesley, 

QJO  S.  M. 

OttO      The  Heart  of  Stone. 

OTHAT  I  could  repent, 
With  all  my  idols  part, 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble,  contrite  heart; 

2  A  heart  with  grief  oppressed, 
For  having  grieved  my  God; 

A  troubled  heart,  that  cannot  rest 
Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 
The  penitent  desire ; 

With  true  sincerity  of  woe 
My  aching  breast  inspire. 

4  With  softening  pity  look, 
And  melt  my  hardness  down: 

Strike  with  thy  love*d  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  or  stone. 

Charles  Wesley, 
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344 


SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

S.  M. 

The  Only  Expiation. 

PROSTRATE  at  Jesus'  feet, 
A  guilty  rebel  lies : 
And  upward  to  the  ruercv-seat, 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  Will  justice  frown  me  hence? 
Stay,  Lord,  the  vengeful  storm ; 

Forbid  it,  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  sorrow  would  suffice 
To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 

Tears  should,  from  both  my  weeping  eyea, 
In  ceaseless  currents  flow. 

4  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  Lord  I 
And  all  my  sins  forgive; 

Then  justice  will  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

S.  Stennett. 

V~XU  Deprecating  the  Wrath  to  Come. 

OTHOU  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die ; 
"Who  diedst  thyself  my  soul  to  save 

From  endless  misery: 
Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe; 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

2  Thou  art  thyself  the  Way; 

Thyself  in  me  reveal ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day. 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
So  shall  I  love  my  God, 

Because  he  first  loved  me ; 
And  praise  thee  in  thy  bright  abode 

To  all  eternity. 

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PENITENCE  AND  TRAYER. 

OtiD   Groaning  for  Deliverance. 
"TXTHEN  shall  thy  love  constrain, 
VV      And  force  ine  to  thy  breast? 
When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
To  her  eternal  rest? 

2  Ah:  what  avails  my  strife, 
My  wandering  to  and  fro? 

Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life: 
Ah !  whither  should  I  go? 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 
To  me  did  freely  move ; 

It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fall; 
I  groan  to  be  set  free ; 

I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 

8  A  7  L.  M. 

T:  /         The  Sinner 's  Only  Hope. 
TT  ^HEREWITH,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near, 
VV      And  bow  myself  before  thy  face? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear? 
What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace? 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  Most  High? 
Will  multiplied  oblations  please? 

Thousands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 
Or  slaughtered  hecatombs  appease? 

3  Can  these  avert  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilt3T  stain? 

Rivers  of  oil,  and  seas  of  blood, 
Alas!  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  Who  would  himself  to  thee  approve, 
Must  take  the  path  thyself  hast  showed; 

Justice  pursue,  and  mercy  love, 
And  humbly  walk  by  faith  with  God, 
219 


SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

5  But  though  my  life  henceforth  be  thine, 
Preseut  tor  past  can  ne'er  atone: 

Though  I  to  thee  the  whole  n 
I  only  give  thee  back  thine  own. 

6  Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face ; 
On  me  I  ffeei  thy  wrath  abide: 

"lis  tost  the  sentence  should  take  place; 
"lis  just,  but  O,  thy  Son  hath  died! 

Chart*  Wesley. 


348 


L.  M. 


Only  by  Faith. 

LORD.  I  despair  myself  to  heal ; 
I  see  my  sin.  but  cannot  f  eel ; 

1  cannot,  till  thv  Spirit  blow 
And  bid  the  obedient  waters  flow. 

2  TRs  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give; 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive ; 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign ; 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal,  are  thin^. 

3  TTith  simple  faith,  on  thee  I  call. 
My  tight,  my  life,  my  Lard,  my  all: 
I  waif  the  moving  of  the  pool ; 

I  wait  the  word  that  speaks  me  whole. 

4  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure, 
Make  my  infected  nature  pure : 

Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy  impart, 
And  pour  thyself  into  my  heart : 

V harks  Werieg. 

Q|0  L-M. 

Oi« J     Lnportv.nate  Supplication. 

(1 OD  of  my  life,  what  just  return 
J    Can  sinful  dust  and  ashes  give' 

1  only  live  my  sins  to  mourn: 
To  love  my  God  I  only  live. 

2  To  thee,  benign  and  saving  Power, 
I  consecrate  my  lengthened  days : 

"While,  marked  with  blessings,  every  hour 
Shall  speak  thv  co-extended  praise^ 

m 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

3  Be  all  my  added  life  employed 
Thine  image  in  my  soul  to  see: 

Fill  -with  thyself  the  mighty  void; 
Enlarge  my  heart  to  compass  thee. 

4  The  blessing  of  thy  love  bestow; 
For  this  my  cries  shall  never  fail; 

Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 

1  will  not,  till  my  suit  prevail. 

5  Come,  then,  my  Hope,  my  Life,  my  Lord, 
And  fix  in  me  thy  lasting  home.: 

Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 
Thou,  with  thy  promised  Father,  come, 

6  Prepare,  and  then  possess  my  heart: 
O  take  me,  seize  me  from  abovo; 

Thee  may  I  love,  for  God  thou  art; 
Thee  may  I  feel;  for  God  is  love! 

Charles  Wesley. 

9£A  C  M. 

0  0  \J         I  Would  be  Thine. 

I  WOULD  be  thine;  O  take  my  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love ; 
Thy  sacred  image,  Lord,  irnpart, 
And  seal  it  from  above. 

2  I  would  be  thine;  but  while  I  strive 
To  give  myself  away, 

1  feel  rebellion  still  alivo, 
And  wander  while  I  pray0 

8  I  would  be  thine;  but,  Lord,  I  feel 

Evil  still  lurks  within: 
Do  thou  thy  majesty  reveal, 

And  overcome  my  sin. 

1  I  would  be  thine ;  I  would  embrace 

The  Saviour,  and  adore ; 
Inspire  with  faith,  infuse  thy  grace, 

And  now  my  soul  restore. 

4.  Heed. 


SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

q<i  cm. 

001  Self  Loathed;  Christ  Exalted, 

0  COULD  I  lose  myself  in  thee, 
Thy  depth  of  mercy  prove, 
Thou  vast,  unfathomable  sea 
Of  unexhausted  love. 

2  My  humbled  soul,  when  thou  art  near- 
tn  dust  and  ashes  lies: 

How  shall  a  sinful  worm  appear. 
Or  meet  thy  purer  eyesi 

3  I  loathe  myself  when  God  I  see, 
And  into  nothing  fall  ■ 

Content  if  thou  exalted  be, 
And  Christ  be  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Q^9  c.  ai 

O'J/^j  Continued.— Urgent  Pleadings. 
TS  THERE  a  thing  too  hard  for  thee, 
±    Almighty  Lord  of  all; 
Whose  threatening  looks  dry  up  the  sea, 
And  make  the  mountains  fall? 

2  "Who,  who  shall  in  thy  presence  stand, 
And  match  Omnipotence? 

Ungrasp  the  hold  of  thy  right  hand, 
Or  pluck  the  sinner  thence? 

3  Sworn  to  destroy,  let  earth  assail; 
Nearer  to  save  thou  art . 

Stronger  than  all  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  greater  than  my  heart. 

4  Lo!  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eye; 
Thy  promised  aid  I  claim: 

Father  of  mercies,  glorify 
Thy  favorite  Jesus'  name. 

5  Salvation  in  thy  name  is  found, 
Balm  of  my  grief  and  care; 

A  medicine  for  every  wound, 
An,  all  I  want  is  there. 

S2? 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 


S.  M. 


dOd  To  Whom  should  toe  Go. 

AH!  WHITHER  should  I  go,  m 
Burdened,  and  sick,  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  I  my  trouble  show, 

And  pour  out  my  complaint? 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come ; 

Ah!  why  do  I  delay? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 
From  which  I  cannot  part, 

Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 

Possession  of  my  heart? 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display, 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 

And  take  the  vail  away. 

3  I  now  believe,  in  thee 
Compassion  reigns  alone; 

According  to  my  faith,  to  me 

0  let  it,  Lord,be  done  I 
In  me  is  all  the  bar. 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  remove? 
Remove  it,  and  I  shall  declare 
That  God  is  only  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

0&4  Yielding  All 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 
For  Jesus  to  receive? 

8  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield; 

1  can  hold  out  no  more: 

I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror. 


SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake; 
My  friends,  my  all,  resign : 

Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine. 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 
Nor  hence  again  remove; 

Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this, 
Thy  only  love  to  know, 

To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

6  My  life,  my  portion  thou ; 
Thou  all-sufficient  art : 

My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter,  and  keep  my  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 

8^  **  S.  M. 

00  The  Redeemer's  Tears. 
DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
*  Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 
The  wondering  angels  see ; 

Be  thou  astonished,  0  my  soul; 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep ; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear: 

In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

B.  Beddome. 

Q,<P  S.  M. 

000    Waiting  at  the  Cross. 

FATHER,  I  dare  believe 
Thee  merciful  and  true: 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  soul  forgive, 
My  fallen  soul  renew. 
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PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

?  Come  then,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

And  bid  my  heart  bo  clean. 
An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make, 

An  end  of  all  my  sin. 

3  I  cannot  wash  my  heart, 
But  by  believing  thee, 

And  waiting  for  thy  blood  to  impart 
The  spotless  purity. 

4  While  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 
Jesus,  the  grace  bestow ; 

Now  thy  all-cleansing  blood  apply ; 
And  I  am  white  as  snow. 

Charles  Wesley, 

3Kfy  L.  M.  6  1. 

0  I         Desiring  Conviction. 
FATHER  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds, 
Whate'er  thy  every  creature  needs; 
Whose  goodness,  providently  nigh, 
Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry ; 
To  thee  I  look;  my  heart  prepare; 
Suggest,  and  hearken  to  my  prayer. 

2  Since  by  thy  light  myself  I  see 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee, 
Thiue  eyes  must  all  my  thoughts  survey, 
Foreseeing  what  my  lips  would  say ; 
Thou  seest  my  wants ;  for  help  they  call ; 
And,  ere  I  speak,  thou  knowest  them  all. 

3  Fain  would  I  know,  as  known  by  thee, 
And  feel  the  poverty  I  see, 

Fain  would  I  all  my  vileness  own, 
And  deep  beneath  the  burden  groan; 
Abhor  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
Detest  and  loathe  myself  and  sin. 

4  Ah,  give  me,  Lord,  myself  to  feel; 
My  total  misery  reveal: 

Ah,  give  me,  Lord,  I  still  would  say, 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pray. 
My  business  this,  my  only  care, 
My  life  my  every  breath,  be  prayer. 
225  C.  Wesley. 


SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

3^Q  L.  M.  6  L 

00       Resolution  to  Return. 
T/rES,  from  this  instant,  now,  I  will 
JL     To  my  offended  Father  cry ; 
My  base  ingratitude  I  feel ; 

Vilest  of  all  thy  children,  I ; 
Not  worthy  to  be  called  thy  son, 
Yet  will  I  thee  my  Father  own. 

2  Guide  of  my  life  hast  thou  not  been, 
And  rescued  me  from  passion's  power? 

Ten  thousand  times  preserved  from  sin, 

Nor  let  the  greedy  grave  devour ' 
And  wilt  thou  now  thy  wrath  retain, 
Nor  ever  love  thy  child  again? 

3  If  thou  hast  called  me  to  return, 
If  weeping  at  thy  feet  I  fall, 

The  prodigal  thou  wilt  not  spurn, 

But  pity  and  forgive  me  all, 
In  answer  to  my  Friend  above, 
In  honor  of  his  bleeding  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

00  O  Even  Me. 

LORD,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free; 
(Showers,  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  some  drops  now  fall  on  me, 
Even  me. 
2  Pass  mo  not,  O  God,  my  Father, 
Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be; 
Thou  might'st  leave  me,  out  the  rathe* 
Let  thy  niercy  light  on  me: 
Even  me. 

S  Pass  me  not,  0  gracious  Saviour, 

I  jet  me  live  and  cling  to  thee; 
J  am  longing  for  thy  favor: 
Whilst  thou 'rt  calling,  oh!  call  me; 
Even  me. 

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PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

4  Pass  me  not,  0  mighty  Spirit,  4 
Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see; 

Testify  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me: 
Even  me. 

5  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping, 
Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee? 

Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping? 

0  forgive  and  rescue  me! 

Even  me. 

6  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless ; 
Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free ; 

Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless, 
Magnify  it  all  in  me: 
Even  me. 

7  Pass  me  not,  thy  lost  one  bringing, 
Bind  my  heart,' 0  Lord,  to  thee; 

Whilst  the  streams  of  life  are  springing. 
Blessing  others,  oh !  bless  me ; 
Even  me. 

Mrs.  E.  Codner. 

C.  M. 

Unwearied  Earnestness. 

FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee: 
]So  other  help  I  know : 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah!  whither  shall  I  go.* 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 
Before  I  drew  my  breath! 

What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death! 

3  0  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe 

1  now  should  feel  thy  power; 

And  all  my  wants  thou  wouldst  relieve, 
J.Q  this  accepted  hour. 

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SALVATION   SOUGHT 

4  Author  of  faith !  to  thee  I  iif t 
My  wear}',  longing  eyes 

O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, 
My  soul  v(  ithout  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die; 
O  speak,  and  I  shall  live; 

And  here  will  I  unwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give, 

6  How  would  my  fainting  soul  rejoice, 
Could  I  but  see  thy  face  , 

Now  let  me  hear  thy  quickening  voice. 
And  trste  thy  pardoning  grace. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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C  M. 


Lord,  Help  my  Unbelief. 

HOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is, 
Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains ; 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word . 

Ho !  ve  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 
Aud  runs  to  this  relief, 

I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord : 
O  help  my  unbelief ! 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood. 
Incarnate  God,  I  fly , 

Here  let  me  wash  my  guilty  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
Into  thine  arms  I  fall; 

Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all. 
J  2«aac   Wa/tf, 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

909  a  m. 

O\J/0      The  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

OSUN  of  righteousness,  arise 
With  healing  in  thy  wing : 
To  my  diseased,  my  fainting  soul, 
Life  and  salvation  bring. 

2  These  clouds  of  pride  and  sin  dispel. 
By  thy  all-piercing  beam: 

Lighten  mine  eyes  with  faith ;  my  heart 
With  holy  hope  inflame. 

3  My  mind,  by  thy  all -quick  ning  power, 
From  low  desires  set  free , 

I  uite  my  scattered  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long-lost  son  receive ; 
Saviour,  thy  purchase  own 

Blest  Comforter,  with  peace  and  joy 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 

5  Eternal,  undivided  Lord, 
Co-equal  One  in  Three, 

On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  placed; 
All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 

J,  Wesley 

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The  Conquering  Love  of  Jesus. 

OTHAT  I  could  my  Lord  receive-, 
"Who  did  the  world  redeem ; 
"Who  gave  his  life  that  I  might  live 
A  life  concealed  in  him. 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blessing  prove, 
My  heart's  extreme  desire ; 

Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  amis  expire. 

3  Mercy  I  ask  to  seal  my  peace, 
That,  kept  by  mercy's  power, 

I  may  from  every  evil  cease, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more* 


SALVATION    SOUGHT. 

4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 

E'eu  now  my  sins  remove, 
And  set  my  soul  at  liberty 

By  thy  victorious  love. 

Charles  Wesley 

Qfi  1  C.  P.  H 

'JlH        77* <>  Gt/<  o/  Faith. 

AUTHOR  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry. 
To  thee,  who  wouldst  uot  have  me  die, 
But  know  the  truth  ami  live: 
Opeu  mine  eyes  to  see  thy  face : 
Work  iu  my 'heart  the  saving  grace; 
The  life  eternal  give. 

2  Shut  up  in  unbelief .  I  groan. 
And  blindly  serve  a  God  unknown, 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove: 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart. 

Ami  write  thy  name  opon  my  heart, 
And  manifest  thy  k>ve. 

3  I  know  the  work  is  only  thine; 
The  gift  of  faith  is  all  divine; 

But,  if  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  wilt  that  gracious  gift  bestow, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  feel  and  know 

That  thoo.  hast  died  for  all. 

4  Thou  bidst  us  knock  and  enter  in, 
Come  unto  thee,  and  rest  from  sin, 

The  blessing  seek  and  find: 
Thou  bid's*  us  ask  thy  grace,  and  have: 
Thou  canst,  thou  wouldst.  this  moment  save 

Both  me  and  all  mankind. 

5  Be  it  according  to  thy  word ; 
Now  let  me  find  my  pardoning  Lord; 

T  ««t  what  I  a-k  be  given: 
'-.at  oar  of  unbelief  remove: 
Open  the  door  of  faith  and  L  >ve, 

And  let  me  into  bea^    n 

('/„,- 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

Off*  C.  P  UL 

0\)0      The  Ma non  Calva rji 

OTHOU  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne, 
Help  us  to  look  on  thee  and  mourn. 
On  thee  whom  we  have  slain : 
Have  pierced  a  thousand,  thousand  time 
And  by  reiterated  crimes, 
Renewed  thy  sacred  pain. 

2  O  give  us  eyes  of  faith  to  see 
The  Man  transfixed  on  Calvary, 

To  know  thee  who  thou  art; 
The  one  eternal  God  and  true ; 
And  let  the  sight  affect,  subdue, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart, 

3  Lover  of  souls,  to  rescue  mine, 
Reveal  the  charity  divine, 

That  suffered  in  my  stead: 
That  made  thy  soul  a  sacrifice, 
And  quenched  in  death  those  flaming  eyes, 

And  bowed  that  sacred  head. 

4  The  veil  of  unbelief  remove; 
And  by  thy  manifested  love, 

And  by  thj'-  sprinkled  blood, 
Destroy  the  love  of  sin  in  me, 
And  get  thyself  the  victory, 

And  bring  me  back  to  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 


QQQ  7,6L 

'JUU     Clinging  to  the  Cross. 

ROCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 


SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
These  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save  and  thou  alone: 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  the  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

A.  M.  Toplady. 

00  I       The  Publican's  Prayer. 

SAVIOUR,  Prince  of  Israel's  race, 
See  me  from  thy  lofty  throne; 
Give  the  sweet  relenting  grace; 

Soften  this  obdurate  stone ; 
Stone  to  flesh,  O  God,  con  vert ; 
Cast  a  look,  and  break  my  heart! 

2  By  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  reprove ; 
All  mine  inmost  sins  reveal ; 

Sins  against  thy  light  and  love, 

Let  me  see,  and.  let  me  feel ; 
Sins  that  crucified  my  God, 
Spilt  again  thy  precious  blood. 

3  Jesus,  seek  thy  wandering  sheep; 
Make  me  restless  to  return 

Bid.  me  look  on  thee,  and  weep, 

Bitterly  as  Peter  mourn: 
Till  I  say.  by  grace  restored, 
"Now,  thou  knowest,  I  love  thee,  Lord." 

4  Might  I  in  thy  sight  appear 
As  the  publican  distressed , 

Stand,  not  daring  to  draw  near; 
Smite  on  my  unworthy  breast; 
Groan  the  sinner's  only  plea, 
God.  be  merciful  to  me! 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

5  O  remember  me  for  good : 

Passing  through  the  mortal  vale, 

Show  me  the  atoning  blood : 
When  my  strength  and  spirits  fail, 

Give  my  fainting  soul  to  see 

Jesus  crucified,  for  me. 

Charles  Wesley. 

DUO      The  Light  of  Life. 

0  DISCLOSE  thy  lovely  face! 
Quicken  all  my  drooping  powers-, 
Gasps  my  fainting  soul  for  grace, 

As  a  thii-sty  land  for  showers: 
Hasten,  Lord,  no  more  delay ; 
Come,  my  Saviour,  come  away. 

3  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  mom, 

Unaccompanied  by  thee; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see: 
Till  thou  inward  life  impart, 
Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart. 

3  Visit  then  this  soul  of  mine ; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief, 
Fill  me,  Radiancy  divine ; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief: 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 


O09       Help,  or  I  Perish. 

BY  THY  birth,  and  by  thy  tears; 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears; 
By  thy  conflict  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power, 
Saviour,  look  Avith  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die, 
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SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

2  By  the  tenderness  that  wept 
3'er  the  grave  where  Lazarus  slept, 
By  the  bitter  tears  that  flowed 
Over  Salem's  lust  abode, 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

3  By  thy  lonely  hour  of  prayer; 
By  the  fearfurconflict  there; 
By  thy  eross  and  dying  cries; 
By  thy  one  great  sacrifice, 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

4  By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave; 
By  thy  power  the  lost  to  save; 
By  thy  high,  majestic  throne ; 
By  the  empire  all  thine  own. 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me.  or  I  die. 

E.  Grant. 


Q7f|  'AS. 

•JIU  Humility  and  Contrition. 

JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
Call  back  a*  wandering  sheep; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep. 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored ; 

On  me  be  all  long-suffering  shown; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart. 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart: 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown: 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
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PENITENCE   AND   PRAYER. 

3  For  thine  own  compassion's  sake, 

The  gracious  wonder  show; 
Cast  my  sins  behind  thy  back, 

And  wash  me  white  as  snow: 
If  thy  mercy  now  is  stirred, 

If  now  I  do  myself  bemoan, 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

Charles  Wesley. 


Q71  VA 

O  I  1  Continued. — The  hea>  I  Proxen. 

SAVIOUR,  see  me  from  above, 
Nor  suffer  me  to  die ; 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love. 
Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye : 
Speak  tL~  reconciling  word," 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Look,  as  when  thine  eye  pursued 
The  first  apostate  man, 

Saw  him  weltering  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  rise  again: 
Speak  my  paradise  restored ; 

Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone: 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 
Was  closed  that  we  might  live ; 

Father,  (at  the  point  to  die 

My  Saviour  prayed,)  forgive! 
Surely  with  that  dying  word 

He  turns,  and  looks,  and  cries,  "'tis  doneP 
O,  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 
Thou  break"st  my  heart  of  stone. 

Charhs  Wesley. 
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SALVATION   SOUGHT. 


372 


Refuge  in  the  Blood  of  the  Lamb. 

GOD  of  my  salvation  hear, 
And  help  rue  to  believe; 
Simply  do  I  now  draw  near, 

Thy  blessing  to  receive. 
Full  of  guilt,  alas!  I  am. 

But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee: 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

2  Standing  now  as  newly  slain, 
To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye ; 

Balm  of  all  my  grief  and  pain, 

Thy  blood  is  ahvays  nigh. 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same 

Thou  art.  and  wilt  forever  be: 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

3  Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  side 
I  never  will  depart ; 

Here  will  I  my  spirit  hide, 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart. 
Till  my  place  abeve  I  claim, 

This' only  shall  be  all  my  plea. 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

Charles  We*le 


07Q  7,6,8. 

0  I  O    Saved  by  Grace. 

LET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 
Their  works  of  righteousness ; 
I.  a  wretch  undone  and  lost, 
Am  freely  saved  by  grace ; 
Other  title  I  disclaim: 
This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea: 

1  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

2  Happy  they  whose  303's  abound,. 
Like  Jordan's  swelling-  stream ; 

Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have  found, 

And  give  the  praise  to  him. 
Meanest  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see ; 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  I,  like  Gideon's  fleece,  am  found 
Uuwatered  still,  and  dry, 

While  the  dew  on  all  around 
Falls  plenteous  from  the  sky: 

Yet  my  Lord  I  cannot  l»lame. 

The  Saviour's  grace  for  all  is  free ; 

I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

4  Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 
And  thou  in  me  wilt  live ; 

I  shall  feel  thy  death  applied; 

I  shall  thy  life  receive: 
Yet,  when  melted  in  the  flamo 

Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea, 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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The  True  Light 

LIGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come,  and,  by  thyself  revealing, 
Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath. 

2  Thou,  new  heaven  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise ; 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  day  upon  our  eyes. 
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SALVATION  SOTTGHT. 

3  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing : 
Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 

Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
Every  poor,  benighted  heart. 

4  Come,  extend  thy  wonted  favor 
To  our  ruined,  guilty  race ; 

Come,  thou  blest,  exalted  Saviour; 
Come,  apply  thy  saving  grace. 

5  By  thine  all-atoning  merit, 
Every  burdened  soul  release; 

By  the  teachings  of  thy  Spirit, 
Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 

Charles  Wesley, 


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Mercy  for  the  Chief  of  Shiners. 

DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Now  incline  me  to  repent; 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament; 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

4  Kindled  his  relentings  are ; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare ; 
Cries,  "  How  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  hf  ted  thunder  drop. 

5  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands; 
Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands, 
God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel; 

Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

Charles  Wesley. 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

I  0     Christ  the  Good  Physician. 

JESUS,  thy  far-extended  fame 
My  drooping  soul  exults  to  hear; 
Thy  name,  thy  all-restoring  name, 
Is  music  in  a  sinner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didst  receive 
With  comfortable  words,  and  kind ; 

Their  sorrows  cheer,  their  wants  relieve, 
Heal  the  diseased,  and  cure  the  blind. 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  still, 
In  every  place  and  age  the  same? 

Hast  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  skill, 
Or  lost  the  virtue  of  thy  name? 

4  Faith  in  thy  changeless  name  I  have: 
The  good,  the  kind  Physician,  thou 

Art  able  now  our  souls  to  save, 
Art  willing  to  restore  them  now. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Q77  L.  M. 

D  I  I      The  Healing  Power  of  Christ. 

THOUG-H  eighteen  hundred  years  are  past 
Since  Christ  did  in  the  flesh  appear, 
His  tender  mercies  ever  last, 
And  still  his  healing  power  is  here. 

2  "Would  he  the  body's  health  restore, 
And  not  regard  the  sin-sick  sotd? 

The  sin-sick  soul  he  loves  much  more, 
And  surely  he  will  make  it  whole. 

3  All  my  disease,  my  every  sin, 
To  thee,  O  Jesus,  I  confess: 

In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 
And  perfect  it  in  holiness. 

4  That  token  of  thine  utmost  good, 
Now,  Saviour,  now,  on  me  bestow ; 

A.nd  purge  my  conscience  with  thy  blood, 
And  wash  my  nature  white  as  snow. 

Charles  Wesley. 


SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

*tjQ  L.  M. 

O  i  O     The  Only  Plea. 

JESUS,  tho  sinner's  friend,  to  thee, 
Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee; 
\\  eary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin: 
Open  thine  arms,  and  take  me  in. 

2  Pity  and  heal  my  sin-sick  soul; 
'Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole; 
Dark,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine 
And  lost,  I  am,  till  thou  art  mine.' 

3  At  last  I  own  it  cannot  be 
That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee: 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign ; 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  thine. 

4  What  shall  I  say  thy  grace  to  move? 
Lord,  I  am  sin,  but  thou  art  love: 

I  give  up  every  plea  beside, 
Lord,  I  am  lost  but  thou  hast  died. 

Charles  Wesley. 

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JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot; 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

4  Just  as  I  am— poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  k»  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 
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L.  M. 

Just  as  law. 


PENITENCE  AND  PRAYER. 

5  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  Income !  I  come ! 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


dbU     The  Only  Refuge. 

JESUS  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high: 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
O  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee: 

Leave,  O  leave  me  not  alone ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me: 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring: 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing, 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want: 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find: 

Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 

Reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand, 
While  I  of  thy  strength  receive, 

Hoping  against  hope  I  stand, 
Pying,  and  behold  I  live, 
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SALVATION  SOUGHT. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin: 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee: 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart ; 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

Charles  "Wesley. 

80  1  L.  M. 

O  1  Joy  in  Heaven. 

Tl  7  HO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 
VV     Through  all  the  courts  of  Paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born ! 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down,  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  contrite  soul  he  forms  anew; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

Isaac  Watts, 


BACKSLIDING  DEPLORED. 

CM. 


Return  of  the  Spirit. 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  theLainb, 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 

Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 


BACKSLIDING  DEPLORED. 

8  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 

The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest: 

I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

W.  Cqwper. 


C.  M. 
Mourning  Departed  Joys. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 
His  praises  tuned  my  tongue; 

And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  Jot  e  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 
And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 

And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now  when  evening  shade  prevails, 
My  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 

And  when  the  mora  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 
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SALVATION   SOUGHT. 

5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail: 

0  ma'.:c  iny  soul  thy  care ; 
1  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail: 

Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

J.  Sew  ton. 

QQ  i  C.  }L 

•JOT:    The  Returning  Prodigal 
HPHE  long-lost  son,  with  streaminv  eyes, 

1  From  roily  just  awake, 
Reviews  his  wanderings  with  surprise 

His  heart  begins  to  break. 

2  I  starve,  he  cries,  nor  can  I  bear 
The  famine  in  this  land. 

T\  nile  servants  of  my  Father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  With  deep  repentance  1*11  return. 
And  seek  my  Father's  face ; 

ITnworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 
I'll  ask  a  servant's  place. 

4  Far  off  the  Father  saw  him  move, 
In  pensive  silence  mourn. 

And  quickly  ran.  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

5  Through  all  the  courts  the  tidings  flew. 
And  spread  the  joy  around : 

The  angels  tuned  then-  harps  anew. 
The  long  lost  son  is  found ! 

Unknown. 

C.  11 

The  vanity  of  Mere  Formality.- 

LONG  have  I  seemed  to  serve  thee,  Lord. 
With  unavailing  pain : 
Fasted,  and  prayed,  and  read  thy  word, 

And  heard  it  preached  in  vain. 
2  Oft  did  I  with  the  assembly  join, 

And  near  thy  altar  drew: 
A  form  of  godliness  was  mine, 
The  power  I  never  knew. 
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BACK  SUDING  DEPLORED. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law, 
Nor  knew  its  deep  design: 

The  length  and  breadth,  I  never  saw, 
And  height,  of  love  divine. 

4  To  please  thee,  thus  at  length  I  3e^, 
Vainly  I  hoped  and  strove ; 

For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
Unless  they  spring  from  love  ? 

5  I  see  the  perfect  law  requires 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts ; 

Our  full  consent,  our  whole  desires, 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast ; 
Of  means  an  idol  mad« : 

The  spirit  in  the  letter  lost, 
The  substance,  in  the  shade. 

7  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope? 
"What  can  my  weakness  do  ? 

Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up : 
Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OOft  '  7,6,8. 

OOU  The  Deceitfulness  of  Sin. 

JESUS,  friend  of  sinners,  hear 
Yet  once  again,  I  pray ; 
Fi-om  my  debt  of  sin  set  clear, 

For  I  have  naught  to  pay : 
Speak,  O  speak  the  kind  release ; 

A  poor  backsliding  soul  restore , 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 
2  For  my  selfishness  and  pride 

Thou  hast  withdrawn  thy  grace ; 
Left  me  long  to  wander  wide, 

An  outcast  from  thy  face; 
But  I  now  my  sins  confess, 

And  mercy,  mercy,  I  implore, 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


SALVATION    OBTAINED. 

3  Sin's  deeeitfulness  hath  spread 

A  hardness  o'er  my  heart ; 
But  if  thou  thy  Spirit  shed, 
The  stony  shall  depart : 

.  thy  love,  thy  tenderness. 
And  let  me  feel  thy 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  pea 
And  bid  me"  sin  no  more. 
Cha 


SALVATION  OBTAINED. 


JUSTIFICATION. 

DOH  L.  M. 

vj  i     Scdvatian  by  grace  through  faith. 

\l/E  HAVE  no  outward  right 
\  >      No  merits  or  good  works,  to  plead : 
We  only  can  be  saved  by  grace : 
Thy  grace.  O  Lord,  is  free  indeed. 

"2  Save  us  by  grace,  through  faith  alone. 

A  faith  thou  must  thyself  impart : 
A  faith  that  would  by  works  be  shown. 

A  faith  that  purifies  the  heart : 

3  A  faith  that  doth  the  mountains  move. 
A  faith  that  shows  our  sins  fori . 

A  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 
And  ascertains  our  claim  to  heaven. 

4  This  is  the  faith  we  humbly  seek. 
The  faith  in  thy  all-cleansing  blood; 

That  faith  which  doth  for  sinners  speak, 
O  let  it  sneak  us  up  to 

Chc- 
246 


JUSTIFICATION. 

8  GO  L.  M. 

OO  The  Lord  our  Righteousness. 
LET  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast, 
The  mighty  glory  in  their  might; 
The  rich  in  flattering  riches  trust, 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 

2  The  rush  of  numerous  years  bears  down 
The  most  gigantic  strength  of  man; 

And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone, 
When,  dust,  he  turns  to  dust  again? 

3  One  only  gift  can  justify 

The  boasting  soul  that  knows  his  God-, 
When  Jesus  doth  his  blood  apply, 
I  glory  in  his  sprinkled  blood. 

4  The  Lord  my  righteousness  I  praise, 
I  triumph  in  the  love  divine ; 

The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace, 
In  Christ  to  endless  ages  mine. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OOO  The  Realizing  Light  of  Faith, 
A  UTHOR  of  faith,  eternal  Word, 
J\.  Whose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame; 
Faith,  like  its  finisher  and  Lord, 
To-day,  as  yesterday,  the  same: 

2  To  thee  our  humble  hearts  aspire, 
And  ask  the  gift  unspeakable ; 

Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire, 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfill. 

3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong  to  save- 
Save  us,  a  present  Saviour  thou : 

Whate'er  we  hope,  by  faith  we  have; 
Future,  and  past,  subsisting  now. 

4  To  him  that  in  thy  name  believes, 
Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given ; 

Into  himself  he  all  receives, 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 
3J7 


.SALVATION"  OBTAINED. 

5  The  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense, 
Unseen  1  ty  s  ray, 

With  strong  commanding  evidence, * 
Their  heavenly  origin  display. 

6  Faith  lends  its  realizing  light: 

The  d< uds  disperse,  the  shadows  fly ; 
The  Invisible  appears  in  sight* 
And  God  is  seen  by  mortal 
Che 

t)fj\j  Victorian*  Faith. 

IN  HOPE,  against  all  human  hope, 
Self-desperate,  I  believe, 

Thy  quickening  word  shall  raise  me  np ; 
Thoo  wilt  thj  Spirit  give. 

2  The  thin^r  all  my  thought ; 
But  faithful  is  my  L 

Through  unbelief  I  stagger  not. 
For  God  hath  spoke  the  word. 

3  Faith,  mighty  faith,  the  promise  sees, 
And  looks  to  that  a~ 

Laughs  at  impossibilities. 
And  cries,  "  It  shall  be  doner1 

4  To  thee  the  glory  of  thy  power 
And  faithfulness  I  give: 

I  shall  in  Christ,  at  that  glad  hour. 
And  Christ  in  me  shall  live. 

5  Obedient  faith,  that  waits  on  thee, 
Thou  never  wilt  reprove : 

Rut  thou  wilt  forcn  thy  Son  in  me, 
And  perfect  me  in  1 

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Or' i.         Peace  xa  Bettering. 

JESUS,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly, 
Ob  whom  my  help  is  laid:' 
Oppressed  by  sins.  I  lift  mine  eye, 
And  see  the  shadows  fade. 
24S 


JUSTIFICATION. 

2  Believing  on  my  Lord,  I  find 
A  sure  and  present  aid: 

On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 
Be  every  moment  stayed. 

3  Whate'er  in  me  seems  wise,  or  good, 
Or  strong,  I  here  disclaim : 

I  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 
Of  the  atoning  Lamb. 

4  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  rest, 
On  thee  will  I  depend, 

Till  summoned  to  the  marriage-feast, 
When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 


C.  M. 


0  *J  JL  Convicted — Pa  rdo  aed. 
TX  EVIL  long  I  took  delight, 
J.  L'nawed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 

And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 
In  agonies  and  blood, 

Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath 
Can  I  forget  that  look : 

It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 
And  plunged  me  in  despair ; 

1  saw  niy  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  Alas !  I  knew  not  what  I  did ! 
But  now  my  tears  arc  vain: 

Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  ba  hid? 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain  1 
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SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 
•  •  I  freely  shall  forgive : 

This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid ; 
I  die  that  thou  niayst  live." 

7  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  hue. 

Bach  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

John  Xeuton. 


C.  M. 
The  Blood  Applied. 

IN  ANSWER  to  ten  thousand  prayers, 
Thou  pardoning  God.  descend : 
Number  me  with  salvation's  heirs, 
My  sins  and  troubles  end. 

2  Nothing  I  ask  or  want  beside, 

Of  all  in  eaith  or  heaven : 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  applied, 
And  live  and  die  forgiven. 
Chat 


QQ  1  L.  11  G  1. 

•>'t:        The  Soul's  Anchor. 
VTOW  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
^\     Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain ; 
The  wounds  of  Jesus  for  my  sin. 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain: 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay. 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  away. 

2  Father,  thine  everlasting  grace 
Oor  scanty  thought  surpasses  far: 

Thy  heart  still  melts  with  tenderness; 
Thine  arms  of  love  still  open  are, 

Returning  sinners  to  receive. 

That  mercy  they  may  taste  and  live. 
2S0 


JUSTIFICATION. 

3  O  love,  thou  bottomless  abyss ! 
My  sins  are  swallowed  up  in  thee ; 

Covered  is  my  unrighteousness, 

Nor  spot  of  guilt  remains  on  me: 
While  Jesus'  blood,  through  earth  and  skies 
Mercy,  free,  boundless  mercy,  cries. 

4  By  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea ; 
Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 

Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee ; 

I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast: 
Away,  sad  doubt  and  anxious  fear ! 
MercjT  is  all  that's  written  there. 

J.  A.  Rothe,  Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

OQ^  L.  M.  01. 

OtJO     Deliverance  in  Christ  Jesus. 

AND  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood? 
Died  he  for  me,  who  caused  his  pain? 
For  me,  who  him  to  death  pursued  ? 
Amazing  love !  how  can  it  be, 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  shouldst  die  for  me? 

2  Tis  mystery  all;  the'  Immortal  dies! 
Who  can  explore  his  strange  design  \ 

In  vain  the  first-born  seraph  tries 

To  sound  the  depths  of  love  divine ; 
'Tis  mercy  all !  let  earth  adore : 
Let  angel  minds  inquire  no  more. 

3  He  left  his  Father's  throne  above ; 
So  free,  so  infinite  his  grace ! 

Emptied  himself  of  all  but  love, 
And  bled  for  Adam's  helpless  race; 

'Tis  mercy  all,  immense  and  free, 

For,  O  my  God,  it  found  out  me ! 

■A  Long  my  imprisoned  spirit  lay, 
Fast  bound  in  sin  and  nature's  night: 

Thine  eye  diffused  a  quickening  ray ; 
I  woke;  the  dungeon  flamed  with  light: 

My  chains  fell  off,  my  heart  was  free, 

I  rose,  w«nt  fort^,  and  followed  thee. 
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JUSTIFICATION.. 

2  But,  O,  the  jealous  God 

In  my  behalf  came  down; 
Jesus  himself  the  stronger  showed. 

And  claimed  me  for  his  own. 
My  spirit  he  alarmed, 

And  brought  into  distress, 
He  shook  and  bound  the  strong  man,  avrned 

In  his  self-righteousness. 

S  Faded  my  virtuous  show, 

My  form  without  the  power ; 
The  sin-convincing  Spirit  blew, 

And  blasted  every  flower 
My  mouth  was  stopped,  and  shani6 

Covered  my  guilty  face , 
I  fell  on  the  atoning  Lamb, 

And  I  was  saved  by  grace. 

Charles  Wesley. 


OQQ  S.  M 

OvQ    No  more  a  Wanderer. 

I  WAS  a  wandering  sheep, 
I  did  not  love  the  fold, 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice? 

I  would  not  be  controlled, 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  loved  afar  to  roam. 


2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  his  child , 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  bill. 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild; 
He  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished,  and  f amt>  and  lone ; 
He  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love. 

He  saved  the  wandering  one. 
853 


SALVATION    OBTAINED. 

3  Jesus  my  shepherd  is ; 
Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 

Twas  he  that  washed  trie  in  his  blood. 

!T\vas  he  that  made  me  whole: 
Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep; 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold. 

*Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  So  more  a  wandering  sheep, 
I  love  to  be  controlled, 

1 1  >ve  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold: 

TSo  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam: 

re  my  heavenly  Father's  voice, 
I  love,  I  love  his* home ! 

Horatius  Honor. 


Duv  The  Blood  of  Sprinkling. 

MY  GOD,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry; 
Thee  only  would  I  know. 
Thy  purifying  blood  apply, 

And  Welsh  me  white  as  snow. 

2  Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  c'.ean 

ge  my  iniquity: 
as  th  >u  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee, 

3  But  art  thou  not  already  mine  ? 
Answer,  if  mine  thou  ait , 

er  within,  thou  love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart 

-£  Behold,  for  me  the  Victim  bleeds, 

His  wounds  are  <>j*m  wide, 
For  me  the  blood  oi  sprinkling  pie 

And  speaks  me  justified. 

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400 


JUSTIFICATION. 

CM. 


The  Voice  of  Jesus. 

I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"Come  unto  me  and  rest; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast!'' 
I  came  to  Je.;us  as  I  was, 
Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad; 

1  found  in  him  a  resting  place, 
And  he  hath  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"Behold,  I  freely  give 

The  living  water,  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live!" 

I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 
Of  that  life-giving  stream, 

My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 
And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"I  am  this  dark  world's  Light; 

Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright !" 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun ; 
ind  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

Horatius  Bonar, 


AM  cm. 

i\J  1  Amazing  Grace, 

AM AZIZSTG-  grace !  how  sweet  the  sound, 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 

Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 
'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved , 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear 
The  hour  I  first  believed  I 
855 


SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares.. 

I  have  already  come , 
'Tis  grace  hath  brought  me^safe  thus  far, 

And  grace  will  lead  me  home, 
The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures , 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  l>e 

As  long  as  life  endures, 
3  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 

1  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine ; 
But  God,  who  called  me  here  below, 

Will  be  forever  mine. 

John  Newtoa 

/Lfl9  L  :l° 

±\J u  Vows  Remembered  and  Renewed. 

0  HAPPY  day  that  fixed  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God! 
"Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  him  who  merits  all  my  love; 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done; 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine ; 

He  drew  me,  and  1  followed  on, 
Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine 

4  Now  rest,  my  long -divided  heart; 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest, 

Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart, 
W  ith  him  of  every  good  possessed. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 

Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

2£5  P  Doddridge. 


JUSTIFICATION. 

4UO        The  Narrow  Way. 

JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He,  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  1  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment^ 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I'll  go  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  1  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 

1  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way. 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come ;  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God. 

J.  Cennick. 

AC\A  LM- 

lUl      Shouting  God's  Praises. 

MY  SOUL,  through  my  Redeemer's  care, 
Saved  from  the  second  death  I  feel ; 
Mine  eyes  from  tears  of  dark  despair, 
My  feet  from  falling  into  hell. 

2  Wherefore  to  him  my  feet  shall  ran ; 
My  eyes  on  his  perfections  gaze: 

My  soul  shall  live  for  God  alone, 
And  all  within  me  shout  his  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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SALVATION   OBTAINED. 

10,  It 


Accepted  in  the  Beloved, 

ALL  praise  to  the  Lamb!  accepted  I  am, 
Through  faith  in  the  Saviour's  adorable  name, 
In  him  I  confide,  his  blood  is  applied , 
For  me  he  hath  suffered,  for  me  he  hath  died. 

2  Not  a  doubt  doth  arise,  to  darken  the  skies, 
Or  hide  for  a  moment  my  Lord  from  mine  eyes, 
In  him  I  am  blest,  I  lean  on  his  breast, 
And  lo !  in  his  wounds  I  continue  to  rest. 

Charles  Wedey. 


TiUU         Rejoicing  in  His  Grace. 

G\  LORY  to  God,  v  hose  sovereign  grace 
X    Hath  animated  senseless  stones, 
Called  us  to  stand  before  his  face, 
And  raised  us  into  Abrah'm's  sons. 

2  The  people  that  in  darkness  lay, 
In  sin  and  error's  deadly  shade, 

Have  seen  a  glorious  gospel-clay 
In  Jesus'  lovely  face  displayed. 

3  Thou  only,  Lord  the  work  hast  done, 
And  bared  thine  arm  in  all  our  sight; 

Hast  made  the  reprobates  thine  own, 
And  claimed  the  outcasts  as  thy  right. 

4  Thy  single  arm,  almighty  Lord, 
To  us  the  great  salvation  brought; 

Thy  Word,  thy  all-creating  Word, 
That  spake  at  first  the  world  from  naught. 

5  For  this  the  saints  lift  up  their  voice, 
And  ceaseless  praise  to  thee  is  given ; 

For  this  the  hosts  above  rejoice, 
And  praise  thee  in  the  highest  heaven. 

Charles  Wtdey 
258 


Mot 


JUSTIFICATION. 

12,9. 


Joy  of  the  Young  Convert. 

OHOW  happy  are  they, 
"Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above; 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

3  That  sweet  comfort  was  mi  tip,, 

"When  the  favor  divine 
I  received  through  the  blood  of  the  Lamb:   I 

When  my  heart  first  believed, 

What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus 's  name! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more, 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
T\Tas  my  joy  and  my  song: 

O  that  all  his  salvation  might  see* 

He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 

He  hath  suffered  and  died, 
To  redeem  even  rebels  like  me. 

5  I  then  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat, 

My  glad  soul  mounted  higher 

In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  ray  feet. 

6  0  the  rapturous  height    . 
Of  that  holy  delight 

"Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood. 
Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 
1  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fullness  of  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
259 


408 


SAL^ATIO.N    OBTAINED. 


}TARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  ] 
1    Tis  thy  Savi  bis  word. 

■  hee: 

"Say,  poor  sinner.  I  ;  me?1 

■ivered  thee  "when  bound, 
And,  when  b]  thy  wound; 

Turned  thy  darkness  into  lig 

are 
ward  the  child  she  bare'. 

ol  be, 
\  ct  will  I  remember  thee, 

4  "Mine  is  an  unchanging  love. 
Higher  than  bove; 

-■  than  the  depths  beneath. 
d  :1  faithful,  strong  as  < 

5  "Thou  sba] 
"When  the  work  i  : 

Pai-tner  of  my  throne  thr.lt  t    ; 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  mef 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  niy  love  is  weak  and foint. 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore: 
Ofor  grace  to  love  the  ■ 

-    ■u-pr. 


409 
0 


10,  11 

Hi-  F'  ssqfSia  Grace. 

WHAT  shall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praise. 
So  f aithf  ul  and  true,  so  plenteous  in  grace ; 
So  strong  to  delivei    -    .       L  to  redeem, 

The  weakest  believer  that  hangs  upon  him. 

2  How  happy  the  man  whose  heart  is  set  free ; 
The  people  that  can  be  y  lyful  in  then?: 
Their  Joy  is  to  walk  in  the  "light  of  thy  face, 
And  still  they  are  talking  of  Jesusfc  grace, 


WITNESS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

3  For  t/iou  art  their  boast,  their  glory,  and  power. 
And  I  also  trust  to  see  the  glad  hour, 

My  soul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  calvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

4  For  Jesus,  my  Lord,  is  now  my  defense: 

I  trust  in  his  word;  none  plucks  me  from  thence: 
Since  I  have  found  favor,  he  all  things  will  do ; 
M\  King  and  my  Saviour  shall  make  me  anew. 

5  Yes,  Lord,  I  shall  see  the  bliss  of  thine  own, 
Thy  secret  to  me  shall  soon  be  made  known; 
For  sorrow  and  sadness  I  joy  shall  receive. 
And  share  in  the  gladness  of  all  that  believ®, 

Charles  Wesley 

WITNESS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

ill'  Knowledge  of  Forgiveness. 

HOW  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiven? 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven? 

2  What  Ave  have  felt  and  seen 
With  confidence  we  tell ; 

And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men, 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 
That  he  for  us  hath  died, 

We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  applied. 

4  Exults  our  rising  soul, 
Disburdened  of  her  load, 

And  swells,  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

5  His  love,  surpassing  far 
The  love  of  all  beneath, 

We  find  within  our  hearts,  and  dare 
The  pointless  darts  of  death, 


SALVATION   OBTAINED. 

6  Stronger  than  death  or  hell 
The  sacred  power  we  prove ; 

And,  conquerors  of  the  world,  we  dwell 
In  heaven,  who  dwell  in  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

A\\  S.  M. 

11  1  The  Witnessing  Spirit. 
QPIRIT  of  faith,  come  down. 
O  Reveal  the  things  of  God; 
And  make  to  us  the  Godhead  known, 

And  witness  with  the  blood: 
*Tis  thine  the  blood  to  apply, 

And  give  us  eyes  to  see, 
That  he  who  did  for  sinners  die, 

Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

2  No  man  can  truly  say 
That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 

Unless  thou  take  the  veil  awaj, 
And  breathe  the  living  word: 

Then,  only  then  we  feel 
Our  interest  in  his  blcx  id 

And  cry,  with  joy  unspeakable, 
Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God ! 

3  O  that  the  world  might  know 
The  all-atoning  Lamb ! 

Spirit  of  faith,  descend  and  show 
The  virtue  of  his  name :  * 

The  grace  which  all  may  find, 
The  saving  power  impart; 

And  testify  to  all  mankind, 
And  speak  in  every  heart. 

4  Inspire  the  living  faith, 
Which  whosoe'er  receives, 

The  witness  in  himself  he  bath, 

And  consciously  believes; 
The  faith  that  conquers  all, 

And  doth  the  mountains  move, 
And  saves  whoe'er  on  Jesus  call, 

And  perfects  them  in  love. 

262  Charles  Wesley. 


412 


WITNESS  OF  THE   SPIRIT, 

S.   M. 


The  Indwelling  Spirit. 
TT7E  BY  his  Spirit  prove, 
VV      And  know  the  things  of  God, 
The  things  which  freely  of  his  love 

He  hath  on  us  bestowed. 
His  Spirit,  which  he  gave, 

Now  dwells  in  us,  we  know ; 
The  witness  in  ourselves  we  have, 
And  all  its  fruits  we  show. 


2  The  meek  and  lowly  heart, 
That  in  our  Saviour  was, 

To  us  his  Spirit  does  impart, 
And  signs  us  with  his  cross. 

Our  nature's  turned,  our  mind 
Transformed  in  all  its  powers; 

And  both  the  witnesses  are  joined, 
Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  with  ours. 

3  Whate'er  our  pardoning  Lord 
Commands,  we  gladly  do ; 

And,  guided  by  his  sacred  word, 

We  all  his  steps  pursue. 
His  glory  our  design, 

We  live  our  God  to  please; 
Aud  yse,  with  filial  fear  divine, 

To  perfect  holiness. 

Charles  Wesley 


A]0  C.  P,  M. 

x  1  O       The  Inward  Witness. 

THOU  great  mysterious  God  unknown, 
Whose  love  has  gently  led  me  on. 
E'en  from  my  infant  days ; 
Mine  inmost  soul  expose  to  view. 
A.nd  tell  me  if  I  ever  knew 
Thy  justifying  grace. 
%i3 


SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  followed,  with  a  heart  sincere, 

Thy  drawings  from  above; 
ivow,  now  the  further  grace  bestow, 
And  let  my  sprinkled  conscience  know 

Thy  sweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  stop, 
A  stranger  to  the  Gospel  hope, 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiven  ; 
I  would  not,  Lord,  my  soul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witness  live, 

That  ante-past  of  heaven. 

4  If  now  the  witness  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  testif}^  of  thee, 

In  Jesus  reconciled? 
And  should  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh, 
And  boldly,  Abba,  Father,  civ, 

And  know  myself  thy  child? 

5  Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son, 
And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 

How  merciful  thou  art; 
The  secret  of  thy  love  reveal, 
And  by  thy  hallowing  Spirit  dwell 

Forever  in  my  heart. 

Charles  Wesley 

A]  A  L.  M.  6L, 

ill  The  Signature  of  Divine  Love. 

WHEN  shall  I  hear  the  inward  voice, 
Which  only  faithful  souls  can  hear.? 
Pardon,  and  peace,  and  heavenl}*  joys, 

Attend  the  promised  Comforter: 
O  come,  and  righteousness  divine, 
And  Christ,  and  all  with  Christ,  are  mine. 
2  O  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 

Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest ; 
But  iix  in  me  his  constant  home, 

And  keep  possession  of  my  breast; 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God. 
264 


WITNESS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

3  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  heart  inspire ; 
Attest  that  I  am  born  again ; 

Come,  and  baptize  me  now  with  fire, 
Nor  let  thy  former  gifts  be  vain: 

1  cannot  rest  .in  sins  forgiven; 
Where  is  the  earnest  of  my  heaven? 

4  "Where  the  indubitable  seal, 

That  ascertains  the  kingdom  mine? 
The  powerful  stamp  I  long  to  feel, 

The  signature  of  love  divine ; 
O  shed  it  in  my  heart  abroad, 
Fullness  of  love,  of  heaven,  of  God ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

yMK  L.  M.  61. 

±  I  O        The  Antepast  of  Heaven. 
TTTHERE  shall  my  wondering  soul  begin? 

VV      How  shall  I  all  to  heaven  aspire? 
A  slave  redeemed  from  death  and  sin, 
A  brand  plucked  from  eternal  fire, 
How  shall  I  equal  triumphs  raise, 
Or  sing  my  great  Deliverer's  praise? 

2  O  how  shall  I  the  goodness  tell, 
Father,  which  thou  to  me  hast  showed? 

That  I,  a  child  of  wrath  and  bell, 

I  should  be  called  a  child  of  God, 
Should  know,  should  feel  my  sins  forgiven 
Blest  with  this  antepast  of  heaven. 

3  And  shall  I  slight  my  Father's  love, 
Or  basely  fear  his  gifts  to  own? 

Unmindful  of  his  favors  prove? 

Shall  I,  the  hallowed  cross  to  shun, 
Refuse  his  righteousness  to  impart, 
By  hiding  it  within  my  heart? 

4  No:  though  the  ancient  dragon  rage, 
And  call  forth  all  his  hosts  to  war ; 

Though  earth's  self-righteous  sons  engage, 

Them  and  their  god  alike  I  dare; 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  proclaim; 
Jesus,  to  sinners  still  the  same. 

865  Charles  Wesley. 


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SALVATION   OBTAINED. 

H.  M. 


"Abba,  Father." 

ARISE,  my  soul,  arise ; 
Shf  'ce  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
Iu  my  behalf  appears: 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 
For  me  to  intercede; 

His  all-redeeming  love, 
His  precious  blood  to  plead ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 
Received  on  Calvary ; 

They  pour  effectual  prayers. 
They  strongly  plead  for  me : 
"Forgive  him,  O  forgive,*'  they  cry, 
"Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die. " 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 
His  dear  anointed  One: 

He  cannot  turn  away 
The  presence  of  his  Son : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconciled ; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear: 
He  owns  me  for  liis  child ; 
I  can  no  longer  fear : 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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C.  M. 
Delightful  Assurance. 
QOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
O     Allow  my  humble  claim ; 
Kor  while,  unworthy,  I  draw  nigh, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 


WITNESS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

2  My  Father,  God !  that  gracious  word 
Dispels  ray  guilty  fear; 

Not  all  the  notes  by  angels  heard 
Could  so  delight  my  ear. 

3  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  thyself  impress 
On  my  expanding  heart ; 

And  show  that  in  the  Father's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

4  Cheered  by  that  witness  from  on  high, 
Unwavering,  I  believe ; 

And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry ; 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

P.  Doddridge. 


11  Q  H-  M- 

T:  1 0  The  Witness  of  the  Spirit. 

EARNEST  of  future  bliss, 
Thee,  Holy  Ghost,  we  hail ; 
Fountain  of  holiness, 
Whose  comforts  never  fail; 
The  cleansing  gift  on  saints  bestowed, 
The  witness  of  their  peace  with  God. 

2  By  thee,  on  earth,  we  know 
Ourselves  in  Christ  renewed; 

Brought  by  thy  grace  into 
The  family  of  God ; 
Of  his  adopting  love  the  seal, 
And  faithful  teacher  of  his  will. 

3  Great  Comforter,  descend 
In  gentle  breathings  down; 

Preserve  us  to  the  end, 
That  no  man  take  our  crown; 
Our  Guardian  still  vouchsafe  to  be, 
Nor  suffer  us  to  go  from  thee. 

A.  M.  Toplady. 
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C.  M. 


The  Pledge  of  Joys  to  Come. 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days '. 
Great  Comforter,  descend  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 

And  show  my  sins  forgiven? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood; 

And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come ; 

May  thy  blest  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Convey  me  safely  home. 

Isaac   Watts. 

190  L- M> 

±&\J      Filial  Confidence  and  Joy. 

GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim ; 
Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God; 

And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties, 
Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look; 

As  travelers  in  thirsty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
\\ "liile  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise: 

This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fill  the  remnant  of  my  davs. 

268  Isaac  Watts. 


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SANCTIFICATION. 

L.  M. 


The  Bliss  of  Assurance.    ■ 

LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin; 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  niinds  have  heaven  and  peace  within, 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love ; 

And  soft,  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts,  their  joys  come  on 
But  fly  not  half  so  swift  "way: 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  cts  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  the'  heavenly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasrre  grow ; 

And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  earth's  golden  toys, 
But  spend  the  day.  and  share  the  night, 

In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

Isaac  Watts 

SANCTIFICATION. 

/mo  c.  m. 

\_uu  The  Hope  of  our  High  Calling. 

WHAT  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope, 
But  inward  holiness? 
For  this  to  Jesus  I  look  up ; 
I  calmly  wait  for  this. 

2  I  wait  till  he  shall  touch  me  clean, 

Shall  life  and  power  impart ; 
Give  me  the  faith  that  casts  out  sip- 

And  purifies  the  heart. 
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3  This  is  the  dear  redeeming  grace 
For  every  sinner  free ; 

Surely  it  shall  on  me  take  place, 
The  chief  of  sinners, — me. 

4  From  all  iniquity,  from  all, 
He  shall  my  soul  redeem ; 

In  Jesus  I  believe,  and  shall 
Believe  myself  to  him. 

5  "When  Jesus  makes  my  heart  his  home, 
My  sin  shall  all  depart : 

And,  lo!  he  saith.  I  quickly  come, 
To  fill  and  rule  thy  heart. 

6  Be  it  according  to  thy  word ; 
Redeem  me  from  all  "sin; 

My  heart  would  now  receive  thee,  Lord ; 
Come  in,  my  Lord,  come  in ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

C.  M. 

The  Believer's  Best. 

LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
To  all  thy  people  known ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  loved  alone: 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 
Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 

Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  giief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  0  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 
Believe,  and  enter  in : 

Now,  Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart ; 
This  unbelief  remove: 

To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
270 


BANCTIFICATION, 

Ai)A  CM. 

^i/UT:  The  Good  Pleasure  of  His  Will, 

I  KNOW  that  ray  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  praj-s  for  me : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head ; 
He  brings  salvation  near ; 

His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ! 
What  can  withstand  his  will? 

The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfill. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word ; 
I  steadfastly  believe 

Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

6  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 

Of  paradise  possessed, 
I  taste  unutterable  bliss, 

And  everlasting  rest. 

Charles  Wesley. 

UO        The  Will  of  God. 

HE  WILLS  that  I  should  holy  be: 
That  holiness  I  long  to  feel ; 
That  full  divine  conformity 
To  all  my  Saviour's  righteous  will, 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  thy  soul 
Accomplished  in  the  change  of  mine ; 

And  plunge  me,  every  whit  made  whole, 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  divine. 

3  On  thee,  O  God,  my  soul  is  stayed, 
And  waits  to  prove  thine  utmost  will, 

The  promise  by  thy  mercy  made, 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  in  me  fulfill, 
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4  No  more  I  stagger  at  thy  power, 

-  thy  truth,  which  cannot  move ; 
a  the  long-expected  hour, 
And  Ideas  me  with  thy  perfect  love. 

C/i" 

ll\)        Mark  of  Perfection. 
~Y\  J  HAT :  ne  ver  speak  one  evil  word .' 

>  \      Or  rash,  <:>r  idle,  or  unkind  r 
O  how  shall  I,  most  gracious  Lord. 
Tnis  inark  of  fame  perfection  tind  ■ 

2  Thy  sinless  mind  in  me  reveal ; 
Thy  Spirit's  plenitude  impart : 

And  ail  my  spotless  life  shall  tell 
The'  abundance  of  a  loving  heart. 

3  Come.  Lord,  and  make  my  nature  wh<;<le 
My  inbred  malady  remove ; 

To  perfect  health  restore  my  soul, 
To  perfect  holiness  and  1 

Cha 


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i  I         Pv.rity  of  Heart. 


a  ML 


BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart. 
For  they  shall  see  our 

f  the  Lord  is  theirs ; 
-u'  soul  is  his  abode, 
.  -     1  to  the  lowly  soul 

Ha  doth  himself  impart. 
An  1  for  his  temple  and  his  throne, 
Selects  the  pure  in  heait. 

John  KtUt. 

a  s.  m. 

C  J     The  Perfect  Law  of  1. 

THE  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 
That  I  no  more  may  do. 
Thy  en  _:tin  create, 

And  ail  my  soul  renew, 


SANCTIFICATIOX. 

2  My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 
Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 

And,  sanctified  by  love  divine, 
Forever  cease  from  sin. 

3  That  blessed  law  of  thine, 
Jesus,  to  ine  impart; 

The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
(J  write  it  on  my  heart! 

4  Implant  it  deep  within, 
Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 

Th3  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

5  Thy  nature  be  my  law, 
Thy  spotless  sanctity ; 

And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 
My  happy  soul  to  thee. 

6  Soul  of  my  soul,  remain ! 
Who  didst  for  all  fulfill, 

In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfill  again 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  will. 

Charles  Wesley. 

10,  11. 
The  Heavenly  Pattern. 
\  PPOLSTED  by  thee,  we  meet  in  thy  name, 
ix    And  meekly  agree  to  follow  the  Lamb; 
To  trace  thy  example,  the  world  to  disdain, 
And  constantly  trample  on  pleasure  and  pain. 

2  O  what  shall  we  do  our  Saviour  to  love? 
To  make  us  all  new,  come,  Lord,  from  above; 
The  fruit  of  thy  passion,  thy  holiness  give ; 
Give  us  the  salvation  of  all  that  believe, 

3  0  Jesus!  appear;  no  longer  delay, 
To  sanctify  here,  and  bear  us  away ; 

The  end  of  our  meeting  on  earth  let  lis  see — 
Triumphantly  sitting  in  glory  with  the  3. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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SALVATION   OBTAINED. 

±*J\J  The  mind  that  was  in  Christ. 

JESUS,  plant  and  root  in  me 
All  the  mind  that  was  in  thee; 
Settled  peace  I  then  shall  find; 
Jesus'  is  a  quiet  mind. 

2  Anger  I  no  more  shall  feel, 
Always  even,  always  still; 
Meekly  on  my  God  reclined; 
Jesus'  is  a  gentle  mind. 

3  I  shall  suffer  and  fulfill 

All  my  Father's  gracious  will; 
Be  in  all  alike  resigned ; 
Jesus'  is  a  patient  mind. 

4  "When  'tis  deeply  rooted  here, 
Perfect  love  shall  cast  out  fear ; 
Fear  doth  servile  spirits  bind ; 
Jesus'  is  a  noble  mind. 

5  I  shall  nothing  know  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  crucified : 
Perfectly  to  him  be  joined; 
Jesus'  is*  a  loving  mind. 

6  I  shall  triumph  evermore; 
Gratefully  my  God  adore ; 
God  so  good,  so  time,  so  kind; 
Jesus'  is  a  thankful  mind. 

7  Lowly,  loving,  meek,  and  pure, 
I  shall  to  the  end  endure ; 

Be  no  more  to  sin  inclined; 
Jesus'  is  a  constant  mind, 

8  I  shall  fully  be  restored 
To  the  image  of  my  Lord, 
AVitnessing  to  all  mankind, 
Jesus'  is  a  perfect  mind. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

7. 


Perfect  Submission. 

WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee? 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise? 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ? 
Only  guided  by  thy  light? 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might? 

3  So  I  may  tlry  Spirit-  know, 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow. 
Let  the  manner  Le  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one: 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove, 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

7. 
Panting  for  Purity. 

HOLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
"Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  so  let  us  bel 

2  Jesus,  see  my  panting  breast; 
See,  I  pant  in  thee  to  rest , 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean; 
Cleanse  me  ugw  from  every  sin. 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  wavering  mind, 
To  thy  cross  my  spirit  bind: 
Earthly  passions  still  remove ; 
Swallow  up  my  soul  in  love. 

4  Dust  and  ashes  though  we  be, 
Full  of  sin  and  misery, 

Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God ; 
Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood ! 

A.  S.  Dover.     Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 
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SALVATTr-      OBTAXNTLD. 

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0  1  a  heart  to  praise  mv  God, 

A  heart  from  sin 
art  that  always  i 
-rely  spilt  for  me: 

2  A  heart  r  missive,  meek, 
My  great                    s throne; 

e  only  Christ  is  heard  to  bj 
\\  here  J esus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 
Believh  2    I  ,u; 

Which  neith  r  death  can 

From  him  that  dwells  within : 

4  A  heart  in  everv  thought  renewed, 

1  full  of  L.ve  divine; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  g 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

o  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  inn 

Come  qui 
Write  thy  new*  name  upon  mv  heart. 

Thy  new,  best  name  of  love". 

Wedejf. 


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C.  M. 

Lore  Alone  T  ictoriov.s. 
HEX  -hall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 
That  plants  my  God  in  me! 
Spirit  of  health,  and 'life,  and  power, 
And  perfect  lit 

only  can  the  conquest  win. 
.  subdue: 

ist  out  sin. 
And  form  my  soul  anew. 

-    r  :hen  mv  heart  shall  mourn. 
.  sanctified  by  grace, 
I  only  for  his  glory  bum, 
And  always  Bee  his  fa 

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C.  M. 
The  Grace  that  Saves. 

JESUS,  the  sinner's  rest  thou  art, 
From  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain ; 
While  thou  art  absent  from  the  heart 
We  look  for  rest  in  vain. 

2  O  when  wilt  thou  my  Saviour  be? 
O  when  shall  I  be  clean  ? 

The  true  eternal  Sabbath  see, 
A  perfect  rest  from  siiU 

3  The  consolations  of  thy  word 
My  soul  have  long  upheld ; 

The  faithful  promise  of  the  Lord 
Shall  surely  be  fulfilled. 

4  I  look  to  my  incarnate  God 
Till  he  his  work  begin ; 

And  wait  till  his  redeeming  blood 
Shall  cleanse  me  from  all  sin. 

5  Thy  blood  shall  over  all  prevail, 
And  sanctify  the'  unclean ; 

The  grace  that  saves  the  soul  from  hell, 
Will  save  from  present  sin. 

A.  M.  Toplady, 

AQft  C.  M. 

"jlOU        Perfect  Freedom. 

IF  THOU  impart  thyself  to  me, 
No  other  good  I  need : 
If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 
I  shall  be  free  indeed. 

2  I  cannot  rest  till  in  thy  blood 
I  full  redemption  have ; 

But  thou,  through  whom  I  come  to  God, 
Canst  to  the  utmost  save. 

3  From  sin, — the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain, 
Thou  wilt  redeem  my  soul: 

Lord,  I  believe — and  not  in  vain ; 
My  faith  shall  make  me  whole, 
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4  L  too,  with  thee,  shall  walk  in  white  , 

With  all  thy  saints  shall  prove 
The  length  and  depth,  and  breadth  and  height 

Of  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

JOT  L.  Iff. 

xl)  I  Thirsting  for  the  Fullness  of  God. 
T  THIRST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
J.    To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  bl<  to  I ; 

To  dwell  within  thy  wounds;  tiieu  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gam. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  an  1  let  it  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee: 
Seal  thou  my  breast,  ami  let  m°  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abi  le 
Close  sheltered  in  thy  bleeding  side! 
Who  thence  their  life  ami  strength  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live, 

4  "What  are  our  works  biit  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quickening  Spirit  breathe' 
Thou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move : 
O  wondrous  grace !  O  boundless  love ! 

5  How  can  it  be.  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring ; 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown  I 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know, 
Xor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, — 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

2f.  I.  Zihzendorf.     Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

AOQ  L.  M. 

itOO  The  Light  Yoke  and  Easy  Bwrde* 

OTHAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone; 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down: 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find: 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 

1  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God ; 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove ; 

The  cross  all  stained  with  hallowed  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power ; 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release : 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot-wheels  delay ; 

Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear ! 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away! 

Charles  Wesley. 

L.  M. 

Renouncing  all  for  Christ. 

(10ME,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above, 
J    Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill, 
And  set  my  longing  spirit  free ; 

Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feast  on  thee. 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below, 
No  other  good  will  I  pursue: 

I'll  bid  this  world  of  noise  and  show, 
With  all  its  glittering  snares,  adieu, 
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4  That  path  with  humble  speed  I'll  seek, 
In  which  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine, 

Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 
Divide  this  consecrated  soul; 

Possess  it  thou,  who  hast  the  right, 
As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 

Uut  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast; 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 
Aud  freely  give  up  all  the  rest. 

Mad.  A.  Bourignon.    Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

A  1(1  s  M- 

±  L\J  The  Opened  Fountain. 

C1ALLED  from  above,  I  rise, 
J    And  wash  away  my  sin ; 
The  stream  to  which  my  spirit  flies, 

Can  make  the  foulest' clean. 
2  It  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountain  deep  aud  wide: 
'Twas  opened  by  the  soldier's  spear, 
In  my  Redeemer's  side. 

Charles  Wesley. 

A  A  I  s.  m. 

Ill    Christ,  the  Guide  and  Counsellor. 

JESUS,  my  Truth,  my  Way, 
My  sure,  unerring  Light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  steps  I  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright, 

2  My  Wisdom  and  my  Guide, 
My  Counsellor  thou  art ; 

O  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee, 

Thou  gracious,  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlightened  be, 
And  never  put  to  shame. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  cause ; 
But  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  cross. 

5  O  make  me  all  like  thee, 
Before  I  hence  remove, 

Settle,  confirm,  and  'stablish  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

6  Let  me  thy  witness  live, 
When  sin  is  all  destroyed; 

And  then  my  spotless  soul  receive, 
And  take  me" home  to  God. 

Charles  Wesley 
I 

±Tjl£j     Glorious  Liberty. 

OCOME,  and  dwell  in  me, 
Spirit  of  oower  within: 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow  fear  and  sin ! 

2  The  seed  of  sin's  disease 
Spirit  of  health,  remove, 

Spirit  of  finished  holiness, 
"  Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

3  Hasten  the  joyful  day 
Which  shall  my  sins  consume , 

When  old  things  shall  be  done  away 
And  all  things  new  become. 

4  I  want  the  witness,  Lord, 
That  all  I  do  is  right, 

According  to  thy  will  and  word, 
Well  pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

5  I  ask  no  higher  state; 
Indulge  me  but  in  this, 

And  soon  or  later  then  translate 
To  my  eternal  bliss. 

Charles  Wesley, 
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SALVATION   OBTAINED 

C.    P.  M. 


The  Glorious  Hope. 

0  GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love. 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above ; 
It  bear?-  on  eagles*  wings; 
It  gives  my  ravished  soul  a  taste, 
Aud  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 
With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 
I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below. 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise. 
And  all  the  fruits  of  paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 


3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favored  with  Sod's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  blessing  blest . 
There  dwells"  the  Lord  our  Righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everlasting  rest. 


4  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up ; 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess; 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years : 
Sorrows  and  sins,  and  doubts  and  fears, 

A  howling  wilderness. 


5  Now,    O  my  Joshua,  bring  me  in! 
Cast  out  thy  foes .  the  inbred  sin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove ; 
The  purchase  of  thy  death  divide ! 
And  O :  w  ith  all  the  sanctified 

Give  me  a  lot  of  love. 

Charlts  Wesley. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

AAA  c  p-  ?- 

in  Panting  After  (he  Fullness  of  Juave 

OLOVE  divine,  how  ;:weet  thou  art ; 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me, 


2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell  ■ 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  m  vain  its  depths  to  see , 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  the"  height. 


3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart : 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine: 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine; 

Be  mine  this  better  part: 


4  O  that  I  could  forever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 


5  O  that  I  could,  with  favored  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast: 
From  cai'e,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free. 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
My  everlasting  rest. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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SALTATION    OBTAINED. 

C.   P.  M. 


The  Blessed  Hope, 

BUT  can  it  bo  that  I  should  prove 
Forever  faithful  to  thy  love, 
From  sin  forever  ceased 

1  thank  thee  for  the  blessed  hope: 
It  lifts  my  drooping  spirits  up 

It  gives  me  back  my  peace. 

2  In  thee,  O  Lord,  I  put  my  trust; 
Mighty,  and  merciful,  and  just, 

Thy  sacred  word  is  pasc, 
And  I  who  dare  thy  word  believe, 
Without  committing  sin  shall  live, 

Shall  live  to  God  at  last. 

3  I  rest  in  thine  almighty  power; 
The  name  of  Jesus  is  my  tower 

That  hides  my  life  above: 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  my  helper  be; 
My  confidence  is  all  iu  thee, 

The  faithful  God  of  love, 

4  Wherefore,  in  never-ceasing  prayer, 
My  soul  to  thy  continual  care 

I  faithfully  commend; 
Assured  that  thou  through  life  wilt  save, 
And  show  thyself  beyond  the  grave, 

My  everlasting  friend. 

Charles  Wesley. 


AA(\  L.  M.6L 

llU  Christ  in  you,  the  Hope  of  Glory. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  unfathomed,  no  man  knows: 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light; 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  rep<  >se 
My  heart  is  pained,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  finds  rest  in  thee. 

m 


SANCTIFICATION, 

2  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone; 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there; 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free . 
"When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

3  O  hide  tins  self  from  me,  that  I 

No  more,  but  Christ  in  me,  may  live; 
My  vile  affections  crucify, 

Nor  let  one  darling  lust  survive: 
In  all  things  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire  or  seek,  but  thee. 

4  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 
To  save  me  from  low-tkoughted  care. 

Chase  this  self-will  through  all  my  heart, 

Through  all  its  latent  mazes  there; 
Make  me  thy  duteous  child,  that  I, 
Ceaseless,  may  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

5  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call  ■ 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 

'"I  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  all!" 
To  feel  thy  power,  to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  taste  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

G.  Terstergen.     Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

AATi  L.  M.  61. 

T:  T  I   The  Witness  of  Entire  Consecration, 

CtOME,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quickening  fire, 
i    Come,  and  in  me  delight  to  rest; 
Drawn  by  the  lure  of  strong  desire, 
O  come  and  consecrate  my  breast, 
The  temple  of  my  soul  prepare, 
And  fix  th}r  sacred  presence  there. 
2  If  now  thine  influence  I  feel, 
If  now  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Still  to  my  heart  thyself  reveal; 
Give  me  thyself,  forever  give: 
A  point  my  good,  a  drop  my  store. 
Eager  I  ask,  I  pant  for  more. 
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SALVATION   OBTAINED 

3  Eager  for  thee  I  ask  and-  pant. 
So  strong  t'i3  principle  divine 

Carries  me  out  with  sweet  constraint, 

Till  all  my  hallowed  soul  is  thine ; 
Plunged  in  the  Godhead's  deepest  sea, 
And  lost  in  thy  immensity 

4  My  peace,  my  life,  my  comfort  thou, 
My  treasure  and  my  all  thou  art, 

(True  witness  of  my  sonship  now 

Engraving  pardon  on  my  heart: 
Seal  of  my  sins  in  Christ  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  love,  and  pledge  of  heaven. 
Charles  Wesley. 

A  AQ  L.  M.  6  1 

liO     A  Living  Sacrifice  to  God. 

OCtOD,  what  offering  shall  I  give 
To  thee,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies? 
My  spirit,  soul,  and  flesh  receive, 

A  holy,  living  sacrifice. 
Small  as  it  is,  'tis  all  my  store, 
More  shouldst  thou  have,  if  I  had  more. 

2  Now,  then,  my  God,  thou  hast  my  soul : 
No  longer  mine,  but  thine  I  am : 

Guard  thou  thine  own,  possess  it  whole ; 
Cheer  it  with  hope,  with  love  inflame. 
Thou  hast  my  spirit;  there  display 
Thy  glory  to  the  perfect  day. 

3  Thou  hast  my  flesh,  thy  hallowed  shrine, 
Devoted  solely  to  thy  will: 

Here  let  thy  light  forever  shine- 

This  house  still  let  thy  presence  fill. 
O  Source  of  life!  live,  dwell,  and  move 
In  me,  till  all  my  life  be  love. 

4  Send  down  thy  likeness  from  above, 
And  let  this  my  adorning  be ; 

Clothe  me  with  wisdom,  patience,  love, 

With  lowliness  and  purity ! 
Than  gold  and  pearls  more  precious  far, 
And  brighter  than  the  morning  star. 
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SANCTIFICAT10N. 

o  Lord,  arm  me  with  thy  Spirit's  might: 
Since  I  am  called  by  thy  great  name, 

In  thee  let  all  my  thoughts  unite ; 
Of  all  my  works  be  thou  the  aim; 

Thy  love  attend  me  all  my  da}7^ 

And  my  sole  business  be  thy  praise. 

J  Lange.     Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

AA(\  HM- 

x  lO     Rejoicing  in  Hope. 

YE  RANSOMED  sinners,  hear, 
The  prisoners  of  the  Lord , 
And  wait  till  Christ  appear, 

According  to  his  word : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me ; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

2  Let  others  hug  their  chains, 
For  sin  and  Satan  plead, 

And  say,  from  sin's  remains 

They  never  can  be  freed: 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me ; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  In  God  we  put  our  trust; 
If  we  our  sins  confess, 

Faithful  is  he  and  just, 

From  all  unrighteousness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  Surely  in  us  the  hope 
Of  glory  shall  appear 

Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 
And  see  redemption  near: 
Again  I  say,  Rejoice  with  me; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

5  Who  Jesus'  sufferings  share, 
My  fellow-prison  irs  now, 

Ye  soon  the  crown  shall  wear 
On  your  triumphant  brow : 

Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 


SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

6  The  word  of  God  is  sure, 
Arid  never  can  remove ; 

We  shall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love: 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free- 

7  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise: 

Let  us  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me; 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

Charles  Wesley. 

45  U  Birthday. 

LONG  as  I  live  beneath, 
To  thee,  O  Lord,  I'll  live; 
To  thee  my  every  breath 
In  thanks  and  praises  give: 
Whate'er  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 

2  My  soul  and  all  its  powers 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  shall  be ; 

All,  all  my  happy  hours 
I  consecrate  to  thee: 
Me  to  thine  image  now  restore, 
And  I  shall  praise  thee  evermore. 

3  I  wait  thy  will  to  do, 
As  angels  do  in  heaven; 

In  Christ  a  creature  new, 
Most  graciously  forgiven  : 
T  wait  thy  perfect  will  to  prove, 
All  sanctified  by  spotless  love. 

4  Then,  when  the  work  is  done, 
The  work  of  faith  with  power, 

Receive  thy  favor'd  son, 
In  death's  triumphant  hour: 
Like  Moses,  to  thyself  convey 
And  kiss  my  raptured  soul  away. 

2S8  Charles  Wesley. 


"  SANCTIFICATIOJNT. 

^±0  1   The  Spirit  of  God  in  You. 

ABBA,  Father,  hear  thy  child, 
Late  m  Jesus  reconciled; 
Hear,  and  all  the  graces  shower, 
All  the  joy,  and  peace,  and  power; 
All  my  Saviour  asks  above, 
All  the  life  and  heaven  of  love. 

2  Lord,  I  will  not  let  thee  go 
Till  the  blessing  thou  bestow: 
Hear  my  Advocate  divine: 
Lo!  to  his  my  suit  I  join: 
Joined  to  his,  it  cannot  fail: 
Bless  me ;  for  I  will  prevail. 

3  Heavenly  Father,  life  divine, 
Change  my  n  ature  into  thine ; 

Move,  and  spread  throughout  my  soul, 
Actuate,  and  fill  the  whole: 
Be  it  I  no  longer  now 
Living  in  the  flesh,  but  thou. 

4  Holy  Ghost,  no  more  delay; 
Come,  and  in  thy  temple  stay ; 
Now  thine  inward  witness  bear, 
Strong,  and  permanent,  and  clear: 
Spring  of  life,  thyself  impart; 
Rise  eternal  in  my  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 


!K9  7>61- 

lO/u    Entire  Consecration. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 


Salvation  obtained. 

2  Vilest  of  the  sinful  race, 
Lo!  I  answer  to  thy  call: 

Meanest  vessel  of  thy  grace, 

Grace  divinely  free  for  all; 
Lo !  I  come  to  do  thy  will, 

All  thy  counsel  to  fulfill. 

3  If  so  poor  a  worm  as  I 
May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 

All  my  actions  sanctify, 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive ; 
Claim  me  for  thy  service,  claim 
All  I  have,  and  all  I  am. 

4  Take  my  soul  and  body's  powers ; 
Take  my  memory,  mind,  and  will; 

All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours ; 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel; 
All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do ; 
Take  my  heart,  but  make  it  new. 

5  Now,  0  God,  thine  own  I  am ; 
Now  I  give  thee  back  thine  own ; 

Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame, 

Consecrate  to  thee  alone: 
Thiue  I  live,  thrice  happy  II 
Happier  still  if  thine  I  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 


40d  Perfect  Peace. 

PRINCE  of  peace,  control  my  will ; 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still; 
Bid  my  f  ears  and  doubtings  cease, 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood, 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God  ■ 
Peace  I  ask— but  peace  must  be, 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one: 
Chase  these  doub tings  from  my  heart ; 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart. 

4  Saviour!  at  thy  feet  I  fall; 
Thou,  my  life,  my  God,  my  all ! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 

One  forever  more  with  thee ! 

M.  A.  S.  Barber. 


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Entire  Consecration, 

TAKE  my  life  and  let  it  be 
Consecrated  Lord  to  thee: 
Take  my  moments  and  my  days, 
Let  them  flow  in  ceaseless  praise. 

2  Take  my  hands  and  let  them  move 
At  the  impulse  of  thy  love: 

Take  my  feet  and  let  them  be 
Swift  to  ever  follow  thee. 

3  Take  my  silver  and  my  gold, 
Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold: 
Take  my  intellect  and  use 
Every  power  as  thou  shalt  choose. 

4  Take  my  voice  and  let  me  sing 
Always,  only,  for  my  King : 
Take  my  lips  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  from  thee, 

5  Take  my  will  and  make  it  thine, 
It  shall  be  no  longer  mine: 

Take  my  heart,  it  is  thine  own; 
It  shall  be  thy  royal  throne. 

6  Take  my  love,  my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  thy  feet  its  treasure  store: 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be, 
Ever,  only  all  for  thee. 

Miss  F.  R.  Havergd 


SALVATION    OBTAINED. 

A^  CM. 

ji'JU        Dedicated  to  God. 

IET  him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 
J    His  sovereign  right  assert ; 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own, 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price: 

The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone ; 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  receive ; 
Fulfill  our  hearts1  desire: 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  in  thy  cause  expire. 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign ; 
With  joy  we  render  thee 

Our  all,     no  longer  ours,  but  thine 
To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 

40u    A  Hope  Full  of  Immortality. 

0  JOYFUL  sound  of  gospel  grace, 
Christ  shall  in  me  appear ; 
I,  even  I,  shall  see  his  face, 
I  shall  be  holy  here. 

2  This  heart  shall  be  his  constant  home ; 
I  hear  his  Spirit's  cry: 

"Surely,"  he  saith  "I  quickly  come;" 
He  saith,  who  cannot  lie. 

3  The  glorious  crown  of  righteousness 
To  me  reached  out  I  view : 

Conqueror  through  him.  I  soon  shall  seize. 
And  wear  it  as  nry  due. 

4  The  promised  land,  from  Pisgah's  to^>, 
I  now  exult  to  set- : 

My  hope  is  full.  (O  glorious  hope !) 
Of  immortality. 

m 


SAINXTIFICATION. 

5  "With  me,  I  know,  I  feel,  thou  art; 
But  this  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  thou  plantest  in  my  heart 
A  constant  paradise. 

6  My  earth  thou  waterest  from  on  high 
But  make  it  all  a  pool: 

Spring  up,  O  Well,  I  eyer  cry ; 
Spring  up  -within  my  soul. 

7  Come,  O  my  God.  thyself  reveal; 
Fill  all  this  migirty  void : 

Thou  only  canst  my  spirit  fill ; 
Come,  O  mj*  God,  my  God. 

8  Fulfill,  fulfill  my  large  desires, 
Large  as  infinity : 

Give,  give  me  all  my  soul  requires, 
All.  all  that  is  in  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 

\tU  I    Thy  Commandments  Broad. 

DEEPEN  the  wounds  thy  hands  have  made 
In  this  weak,  helpless  soul : 
Till  mercy,  with  its  balmy  aid, 
Descend  to  make  me  whole. 

2  The  sharpDess  of  thy  two-edged  sword 
Enable  me  to  endure ; 

Till  bold  to  say,  "My  hallowing  Lord 
Hath  wrought  a  perfect  cure. " 

3  I  see  the  exceeding  broad  command, 
Which  all  contains  in  one: 

Enlarge  my  heart  to  understand 
The  mystery  unknown. 

4  O  that,  with  all  thy  saints,  I  might 
By  sweet  experience  prove 

What  is  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height 
And  depth  of  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley, 


SALVATION    OBTAINED. 


C.    M 


40O    The  Affections  Crucified. 

JESUS,  mv  life,  thyself  apply; 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe: 
Mv  vile  affections  crucify; 
tout orm  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Conqueror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin, 
Still  with  the  rebel  strive: 

Enter  my  soul  and  work  within, 
And  kill  and  make  alive. 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 
As  the  old  Adam  dies: 

Bury  me,  Saviour,  in  thy  grave, 
That  I  with  thee  may  rise. 

4  Reign  in  me.  Lord;  thy  foes  control, 
Who  would  not  own  thy  sway ; 

Diffuse  thine  image  through  my  soul; 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter  the  last  remains  of  sin, 
And  seal  me  thine  abode; 

O  make  me  glorious  all  within, 
A  temple  built  by  God:  cAarfc?ii.   ^ 

C.  M. 

459  Befinimg  Fire  of  the  Hohj  Spirit. 

JESUS,  thine  all-victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad: 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 

Hooted  and  fixed  in  God. 
O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 
Might  now  begin  to  glow: 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire: 
And  make  the  mountains  How. 
3  O  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall. 

And  all  mv  sins  c<  >nsumc- : 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  1  call; 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

4  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart; 
Illuminate  my  soul ; 

Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

5  My  steadfast  soul,  from  falling  free, 
Shall  then  no  longer  move; 

"While  Christ  is  all  the  world  to  me. 
And  all  my  heart  io  love. 

Charles  Wedvy. 

Aftfl  K   M'6L 

xUVJ  Wrestling  Jacob; — Determination. 

C10ME,  O  thou  Traveler  unknown, 
J    Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  sec : 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee: 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  thoe  who  I  am; 
My  sin  and  misery  declare ; 

Thyself  hast  called  me  by  my  name: 

Look  on  thy  hands,  and  read  it  there: 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou  \ 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free ; 
I  never  will  unloose  my  hold: 

Art  thou  the  Man  that  died  for  me? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  .unfold: 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 
Thy  new,  unutterable  name? 

Tell  me.  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell; 
To  know  it  now  resolved  T  am: 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name  thy  nature  know. 
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SALVATION  OBTAINED. 
5  What  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain, 

And  murmur  to  contend  so  long? 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain: 

When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  sfcong? 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-man  prevail. 

Charles  Weauy. 

Ap*  L.  M.01. 

4:01   Continued  -Victorious Prayer. 

YIELD  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak, 
But  confident  in  self -despair ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak, 
Be  conquered  by  my  instant  prayer: 
:Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

2  'Tis  Love!  'tis  Love!  thou  diedst  for  me; 

I  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart; 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee ; 

Pure,  universal  Love  thou  art: 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  mercies  move, 
Thy  nature  and  thv  name  is  love. 

3  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God;  the  grace 
Unspeakable  I  now  receive; 

Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face,  and  live ! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

4  I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 
Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  Friend : 

Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 
But  stay  andjove  me  to  the  end: 

Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove ; 

Thv  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

J  Charles  Wesley. 


6ANCTIFICATI0N. 

A  Qi)  L.  M.  6  1. 

±U/6  Concluded. — Thy  name  is  Love. 

THE  Sun  of  Righteousness  on  me 
Hath  risen  with  healing  in  his  wings: 
Withered  my  nature's  strength,  from  thee 

My  soul  its  life  and  succor  brings : 
My  help  is  all  laid  up  above ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love, 

2  Contented  now,  upon  my  thigh 

I  halt,  till  life's  short  journey  end : 
All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  thee  alone  for  strength  depend: 
Nor  have  I  power  from  thee  to  move; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 

3  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey ; 

Hell,  earth,  and  sin,  with  ease  o'ercome 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way, 

And,  as  a  bounding  hart,  fly  home, 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


L.  M.  6  1, 
Ardent  Longings  for  the  Blessing. 

flOME,  O  thou  universal  G-ood, 
J  Balm  of  the  wounded  conscience,  come! 
The  hungry,  dying  spirit's  food, 

The  weary,  wandering  pilgrim's  home ; 
Haven  to  take  the  shipwrecked  in ; 
My  everlasting  rest  from  sin, 

2  Come,  O  my  comfort  and  delight; 

My  strength  and  health,  my  shield  and  sun  • 
My  boast,  and  confidence,  and  might, 

My  joy,  my  glory,  and  my  crown: 
My  gospel  hope,  my  calling's  prize ; 
My  tree  of  life,  my  paradise. 
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SALVATION   OBTAINED. 

S  The  Secret  of  the  Lord  thou  art, 
The  mystery  so  long  unknown  ; 

Christ  in  a  pure  and  perfect  heart ; 
The  name  inscribed  on  the  white  stone : 

The  life  divine,  the  little  leaven. 

My  precious  pearl,  my  present  heaven, 

Charles  Wesley. 

IUI  The  Exceeding  Great  Reward. 

THY  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant-' 
This,  only  this  be  given! 
Nothing  beside  my  God  I  want ; 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heaven. 

2  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away: 
Into  my  soul  descend ; 

No  longer  from  thy  creature  stay, 
My  Author  and  my  End. 

3  The  bliss  thou  hast  for  me  prepared, 
No  longer  be  delayed ; 

Come,  my  exceeding  great  Reward, 
For  whom  I  first  was  made. 

4  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
And  seal  me  thine  abode; 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
Let  all  be  lost  in  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 


A(\'  C.  M. 

T:  00  Desire  for  the  Fullness  of  God. 

I  ASK,  the  gift  of  righteousness, 
The  sin-subduing  power; 
Power  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

2  I  ask  the  blood-bought  pardon  sealed, 

The  liberty  from  sil, 
The  grace  infused,  tha  love  revealed, 

The  kingdom  fixed  within. 


SAXCTIFICATION. 

3  Thou  hear'st  me  for  salvation  pray, 
Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire ; 

Made  ready  in  thy  powerful  day, 
Thy  fullness  I  require. 

4  My  restless  soul  ci  ies  out,  oppressed, 
Impatient  to  be  freed ; 

Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  rest, 
Till  I  am  saved  indeed. 

5  Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe, 
So  arm  me  with  thy  power, 

That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave, 
May  never  feel  it  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 

TtUU         Cordial  Obedience. 

(10ME,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own, 
J    Saviour,  thy  right  assert ; 
Come,  gracious  Lord,  set  up  thy  throne, 
And  reign  within  my  heart. 

2  The  day  of  thy  great  power  I  feel, 
And  pant  for  liberty ; 

I  loathe  myself,  deny  my  will, 
And  give  up  all  to  thee. 

3  I  hate  my  sins,  no  longer  mine, 
For  I  renounce  them  too; 

My  weakness  with  thy  strength  I  join ; 
Thy  strength  shall  all  subdue. 

4  So  shall  I  bless  thy  pleasing  sway, 
And,  sitting  at  thy  feet, 

Thy  laws  with  all  my  heart  obey, 
With  all  my  soul  submit. 

Charles  Wesley. 

40  /  The  Perfect  Rest  from  Sin. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  I  cry  to  thee, 
Against  the  foe  within: 
I  want  a  constant  liberty, 
A  perfect  rest  from  sin. "  


SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

2  Thy  killm g  and  thy  quickening  power 
Jesus,  iu  me  display; 

The  life  of  nature,  from  this  hour, 
My  prida  and  passion  slay. 

3  Then,  then,  my  utmost  Saviour,  raise 
My  soul  with  saints  above, 

To  serve  thy  will,  and  spread  thy  praise, 
And  sing  thy  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

40(J   Social  Dedication  to  God. 

JESUS,  our  best  beloved  Friend, 
Draw  out  our  souls  in  sweet  desire; 
Jesus,  iu  love  to  us  descend, 
Baptize  us  with  thy  Spirit's  fire. 

2  On  thy  redeeming  name  we  call, 
Poor  an  J  unworthy  though  we  be; 

Pardon  and  sanctify  us  all, 
Let  each  thy  full  salvation  see. 

3  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign, 

To  fear  and  follow  thy  commands; 
O  take  our  hearts,  our  hearts  are  thine; 
Accept  the  service  of  our  hands. 

4  Firm,  faithful,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Our  Master's  voice  will  we  obey; 

Toil  iu  the  vineyard  here,  and  bear 
The  ueat  and  burden  of  the  day. 

5  Yet,  Lord,  for  us  a  resting  place, 

In  heaven,  at  thy  right  hand,  prepare; 
And  till  we  see  thee  face  to  face, 
Be  all  our  conversation  there. 
James 


4fi9    r^        r  L-  M- 

^W  For  Lowliness  and  Purity. 

JESUS,  in  whom  the  Godhead's  ravs 
Beam  forth  with  mildest  majesty ; 
I  see  thee  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
Ami  come  for  all  I  want  to  thee 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

2  Save  me  from  pride,  the  plague  expel ; 
Jesus,  thine  humble  self  impart: 

O  let  thy  mind  within  me  dwell ; 
O  give  me  lowlineas  of  heait. 

3  Enter  thyself,  and  cast  out  sin ; 
Thy  spotless  purity  bestow : 

Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean ; 
Wash  me,  and  I  am  white  as  snow. 

4  Sprinkle  me,  Saviour,  with  thy  blood, 
And  all  thy  gentleness  is  mine ; 

And  plunge  me  in  the  purple  flood. 
Till  all  I  am  is  lost  in  thine. 

Charles  Wesley. 


170  c- M- 

ill!  On  Earth  as  it  is  in  Heaven. 
TESUS,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
O     In  whom  I  now  believe, 
As  taught  by  thee,  in  faith  I  pray, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thy  will  by  me  on  earth  be  done, 
As  by  the  powers  above, 

Who  always  see  thee  on  thy  throne, 
And  glory  in  thy  love. 

3  I  ask  in  confidence  the  grace, 
That  I  may  do  thy  will, 

As  angels,  who  behold  thy  face, 
And  all  thy  words  fulfill. 

4  Surely  I  shall,  the  sinner,  I, 
Shall  serve  thee  without  fear, 

If  thou  my  nature  sanctify 
In  answer  to  my  prayer. 

5  When  thou  the  work  of-  faith  hast  wrought; 
I  shall  be  pure  within, 

Nor  sin  in  word,  or  deed,  or  thought ; 
For  thou  wilt  keep  me  clean. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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471 


SALVATION  OBTAINED, 

CM, 


Christ  in  You. 

JESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live, 
Might  live  to  God  alone} 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 
The  gift  unspeakable ; 

And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  to-embrace 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 
The  perfect  bliss  to  prove ; 

My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolved  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself ;  from  every  boast, 
From  every  wish  set  free ; 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas !  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thyself  be  given ; 

Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley- 

AHi)  C.  M. 

1  I  it    Entire  Purification. 

FOREVER  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
Close  to  thy  bleeding  side ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 

Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own; 
Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 

Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

4  The  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve ; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 

And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

C.  Wesley, 

ATiO  C.  M. 

i:IO  The  Work  Accomplished. 

COME,  O  my  God,  the  promise  seal, 
This  mountain,  sin,  remove ; 
Now  in  my  waiting  soul  reveal 
The  virtue  of  thy  love. 

2  I  want  thy  life,  thy  purity, 
Thy  righteousness,  brought  in: 

I  ask,  desire,  and  trust  in  thee 
To  be  redeemed  from  sin. 

3  For  this,  as  taught  by  thee,  I  pray, 
My  inbred  sin  cast  out : 

Thou  wilt,  in  me,  thy  power  display; 
I  can  no  longer  doubt. 

4  Let  anger,  sloth,  desire,  and  pride, 
This  moment  be  subdued ; 

Be  cast  into  the  crimson  tide 
Of  my  Redeemer's  blood. 

5  Saviour,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up, 
My  present  Saviour  thou ! 

In  all  the  confidence  of  hope 
I  claim  the  blessing  now. 

6  'Tis  done ;  thou  dost  this  moment 
With  full  salvation  bless ; 

Redemption  through  thy  blood  I  have, 
And  spotless  love  and  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 

AHA  c- M- 

±  I  x    The  Omnipotence  of  Love 

GOD  of  eternal  truth  and  grace, 
Thy  faithful  promise  seal ; 
Thy  Word,  thy  oath,  to  Abraham's  race, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfill, 


SALVATION    OBTAINED. 

2  That  mighty  faith  on  me  bestow, 

Which  cauuot  ask  in  vain; 
Which  holds,  and  will  not  let  thee  go 

Till  I  my  suit  obtain: 
8  Till  thou  into  my  soul  inspire 

The  perfect  love  unknown; 
And  tell  my  infinite  desire, 

Whate'er  thou  wilt,  be  done. 
4  On  me  the  faith  divine  bestow, 

Which  doth  the  mountain  move ; 
And  all  my  spotless  life  shall  show' 

The  omnipotence  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


^  7,  6,  8. 

Speak  the  Word. 


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EVER  fainting  with  desire, 
For  thee,  O  Christ,  I  call; 
Thee  I  restlessly  require ; 
I  want  my  God,  my  all. 
Jesus,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

I  wait  thy  coming  from  above; 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 

2  Wilt  thou  suffer  me  to  go 
Lamenting  all  my  days? 

Shall  I  never,  never  know 

Thy  sanctifying  grace? 
Wilt  thou  not  thy  light  afford? 

The  darkness  from  my  soul  remove? 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

3  Thou  my  life,  my  treasure  be, 
My  portion  here  below; 

Nothing  would  I  seek  but  thee, 

Thee  only  would  I  know ; 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

My  heaven  on  earth,  my  heaven  above 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perf  ect  me  in  le  v  o, 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

4  Grant  me  now  the  bliss  to  feel, 

Of  those  who  are  in  thee: 
Son  of  God,  thyself  leveal; 

Engrave  thy  name  on  ine. 
As  in  heaven,  be  here  adored, 

And  let  me  now  the  promise  prove : 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

Charles  Wesley 


476 


8,  7. 
The  New  Creation. 


LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling ; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation ; 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast: 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit ; 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest, 
Take  away  our  bent  to  sinning; 

Alpha  and  Omega  be ; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave: 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing. 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love, 
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SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation; 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perf eetly  restored  in  thee : 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 

4-717  L.  M. 

1  /  I         The  Promised  Rest. 

GOD  of  all  power,  and  truth  and  grace, 
Which  shall  from  age  to  age  endure ; 
Whose  word,  when  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass, 
Remains,  and  stands  forever  sure : 

2  That  I  thy  mercy  may  proclaim, 
That  all  mankind  thy  truth  may  see, 

Hallow  thy  great  and  glorious  name, 
And  perfect  holiness  in  me. 

3  Give  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart, 

From  doubt,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free ; 
The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  impart, 
And  let  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

4  O  that  I  now,  from  sin  released. 
Thy  word  may  to  the  utmost  prove ; 

Enter  into  the  promised  rest, 
The  Canaan  of  thy  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

4To        Christ  All  in  All. 

HOLY,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 
I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will: 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 
And  stamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye: 
Display  thy  glory  from  above ; 

And  all  I  ani  shall  sink  and  die, 
Lost  in  astonishment  and  love. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

3  Confound,  o'erpower  me  by  thy  grace ; 
I  would  be  by  myself  abhorred ; 

All  might,  all  majesty,  all  praise, 
All  glory,  be  to  Christ  my  Lord. 

4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height ; 
Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall, 

As  less  than  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  that  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 

x  I  V        The  Aeu;  Covenant. 

OGOD,  most  merciful  and  true, 
Thy  nature  to  my  soul  impai-t ; 
"Stablish  with  me  the  covenant  new, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

2  To  real  holiness  restored,      

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind ; 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord, 

Fullnes  of  life  eternal  find ; 

3  Then  every  murmuring  thought,  and  vain, 
Expires,  in  sweet  confusion  lost: 

I  cannot  of  my  cross  complain, 

1  cannot  of  my  goodness  boast. 

4  Overwhelmed  with  thy  stupendous  grace, 
I  shall  not  in  thy  presence  move; 

But  breathe  unutterable  praise, 
And  rapturous  awe,  and  silent  love, 

Charles  Wesley. 

40U        Finish  the  Work. 

SAVIOUR  of  the  sin-sick  soul, 
Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole ; 
Finish  thy  great  work  of  grace; 
Cut  it  short  in  righteousness. 
3  Speak  the  second  time,  "Be  clean  J" 
Take  away  my  inbred  sin ; 
Every  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Cast  it  out  by  perfect  love. 
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SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

3  Nothing  less  will  I  require ; 
Nothing  more  can  I  desire : 
None  but  Christ  to  me  be  given ; 
None  but  Christ  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  O  that  I  might  now  decrease! 
O  that  all  I  am  might  cease ! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall; 

Let  my  Lord  be  all  in  all ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


lO  1  Rejoicing  in  Hope. 

JESUS  comes  with  all  his  grace, 
Comes  to  save  a  fallen  race ; 
Object  of  our  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  comes  to  lift  us  up. 

2  Let  the  living  stones  cry  out; 
Let  the  sons  of  Abraham  shout: 
Praise  we  all  our  lowly  King ; 
Give  him  thanks,  rejoice,  and  sing. 

3  We  are  now  his  lawful  right; 
Walk  as  children  of  the  light ; 
We  shall  soon  obtain  the  grace, 
Pure  in  heart  to  see  his  face. 

4  We  shall  gain  our  callings's  prize; 
After  God  we  all  shall  rise, 

Filled  with  joy,  and  love,  and  peace, 
Perfected  in  holiness. 

5  Let  us  then  rejoice  in  hope; 
Steadily  to  Christ  look  up ; 
Trust  to  be  redeemed  from  sin, 
Wait  till  he  appear  within. 

G  Hasten,  Lord,  the  perfect  dajr : 
Let  thy  every  servant  say, 
I  have  now  obtained  the  power, 
Born  of  God  to  sin  no  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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SANCTIFICATION. 

A  Ok)  L.  M.  6  1. 

±0  u  All  Things  Possible  to  the  Believer. 

ALL  things  are  possible  to  him 
That  can  in  Jesus'  name  believe: 
Lord,  I  no  more  thy  truth  blaspheme ; 
Thy  truth  I  lovingly  receive  •, 

1  can,  I  do  believe  in  thee, 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

2  When  thou  the  work  of  faith  hast  wrought, 
I  here  shall  in  thine  image  shine, 

Nor  sin  in  deed,  or  word,  or  thought. 
Let  men  exclaim,  and  fiends  repine, 
They  cannot  break  the  firm  decree, 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

3  Thy  mouth,  0  Lord,  hath  spoke,  hath  sworn, 
That  I  shall  serve  thee  without  fear, 

Shall  find  the  pearl  which  others  spurn, 

Holy,  and  pure,  and  perfect  here: 
The  servant  as  his  Lord  shall  be ; 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

4  All  things  are  possible  to  G-od, 

To  Christ,  the  power  of  God  in  man, 
To  me,  when  I  am  all  renewed, 

When  I  in  Christ  am  formed  again, 
And  witness,  from  all  sin  set  free, 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

Charles  Wesley. 


AQQ  L.  M.  01. 

^lOO  The  Prize  of  our  High  Calling, 

TO  THEE,  great  God  of  love,  I  bow, 
And  prostrate  in  thy  sight  adore; 
By  faith  I  see  thee  passing  now: 
I  have,  but  still  I  ask  for  more: 
A  glimpse  of  love  cannot  suffice ; 
My  soul  for  all  thy  presence  cries, 


SALVATION  OBTAINED. 

2  More  favored  than  the  saints  of  old, 
Who  now  by  faith  approach  to  thee, 

Shall  all,  with  open  face,  behold 

In  Christ,  the  glorious  Deity; 
Shall  see  and  put  salvation  on, 
The  nature  of  thy  sinless  Son. 

3  This,  this  is  our  high  calling's  prize ; 
Thine  image  in  thy  Son  I  claim  5 

And  still  to  higher  glories  rise, 

Till,  all  transformed,  I  know  thy  name, 
And  glide  to  all  my  heaven  above, 
My  highest  heaven  in  Jesus'  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


AG  A  L.  M. 

lO  x  Waiting  for  the  Promise. 

0  JESUS,  full  of  truth  and  grace! 
O  all-atoning  Lamb  of  God ! 

1  wait  to  see  thy  glorious  face ; 

I  seek  redemption  in  thy  blood. 

2  Thou  art  the  anchor  of  my  hope,  • 
The  faithful  promise  I  receive: 

Surely  thy  death  shall  raise  me  up. 
For  thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live. 

3  Satan  with  all  his  arts,  no  more 
Me  from  the  gospel  hope  can  move ; 

I  shall  receive  the  gracious  power, 
And  find  the  pearl  of  perfect  love. 

4  Though  nature  gives  my  God  the  lie, 
I  all  his  truth  and  grace  shall  know ; 

I  shall,  the  helpless  creature  I 
Shall  perfect  holiness  below. 

5  My  flesh,  which  cries,  "It  cannot  be," 
Shall  silence  keep  before  the  Lord ; 

And  earth,  and  hell,  and  sin  shall  flee 
At  Jesus'  everlasting  word. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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PBAYING. 

L.    M. 

The  Land  of  Rest. 

THY  loving  Spirt,  Lord,  alone, 
Can  lead  me  forth,  and  make  me  free ; 
The  bondage  break  in  which  I  groan, 
And  set  my  heart  at  liberty. 

2  Now  let  thy  Spirit  bring  me  in, 
And  give  thy  servant  to  possess 

The  land  of  rest  from  inbred  sin, 
The  land  of  perfect  holiness. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  power  the  same, 
The  same  thy  truth  and  grace  endure , 

And  in  thy  blessed  hands  I  am, 
And  trust  thee  for  a  perfect  cure. 

5  Come,  Saviour,  come,  and  make  me  whole, 

Entirely  all  my  sins  remove ; 
To  perfect  health  restore  my  soul, 

To  perfect  holiness  and  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 


PRAYING. 

a  on  c.  M. 

tOU         The  Lord's  Prayer. 

OUR  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 
All  hallowed  be  thy  name ; 
Thy  kingdom  come ;  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread ; 

And  as  we  those  forgive 
Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 

Forgiving  grace  receive. 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not; 

From  evil  set  us  free ; 
And  thine  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power, 

And  glory,  ever  be. 

A.  Judson. 

JQ7  C.  M 

xO  I         What  is  prayer? 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
L  ttered  or  unexpressed ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 
The  falling  of  a  tear, 

The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 
That  infant  lips  can  try; 

Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
The* Christian's  native  air; 

His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death, 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 
Returning  from  his  ways ; 

While  angels,  in  their  songs,  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "Behold,  he  prays!" 

6  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 

The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod: 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray ! 

J.  Montgomery. 

)  C.  M. 

Secret  Communion  with  God. 
OWEET  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 
O    In  earnest  pleading  flows ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows, 
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PRAYING. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires; 
Hope  points  the  upward  gaze ; 

And  Love,  celestial  Love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still  small  voice, 
Unheard  by  human  ear, 

When  G-od  has  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  ~No  accents  flow,  no  words  ascend ; 
All  utterance  f  aileth  there ; 

But  God  himself  doth  comprehend, 
And  answer,  silent  prayer. 

Unknown. 


40^  The  Mercy-seat. 

FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place,  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads  ; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet, 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene,  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  • 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet, 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  Ah!  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suffering  saints  no  mercy -seat? 

5  There,  there  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  so  more ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

H.  Stowell. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

L.  M. 


Design  of  Prayer. 

PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give: 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray; 
They  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress ; 
If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay  ; 

If  guilt  deject;  if  sin  distress; 
In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 

3  1Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak: 
Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame, 

Pray,  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak  ; 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  him ;  thou  canst  not  fail ; 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known; 

Jear  not;  his  merits  must  prevail: 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 

J.  Hart. 

J.Q1  LM- 

JLtf  1        Blessings  Df  Prayer. 

TT THAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
VV      In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat; 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love ; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  keeps  the  Christian's  armor  bright; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Were  half  the  breath  that's  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
"Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  forme." 

William  Cowver. 
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AQ9  L  K 

^Xj  u      Blest  Hour  of  Prayer. 

BLEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 
To  hold  communion  with  his  God ; 
To  send  to  Heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 
Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear ; 

To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 
And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

3  Blest  hour,  for,  when  the  Lord  resorts, 
Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given ; 

And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

4  Hail,  peaceful  hour!  supremely  blest 
Amid  the  hours  of  worldly  care ; 

The  hour  that  yields  the  spirit  rest, 
That  sacred  hour,  the  hour  of  prayer. 

5  And  when  my  hours  of  prayer  are  past, 
And  this  frail  tenement  decays, 

Then  may  I  spend  in  heaven  at  last 
A  never-ending  hour  of  praise. 

Thomas  Baffles. 

AQQ  L.  M.  61. 

lOO        The  Power  of  Prayer. 

0  WONDROUS  power  of  faithful  prayer! 
What  tongue  car  tell  the'  almighty  grace? 
God's  hands  are  boimd  or  open  are, 

As  Moses  or  Elijah  prays: 
Let  Moses  in  the  Spirit  groan, 
And  God  cries  out,  "Let  me  alone !" 

2  Let  me  alone,  that  all  my  wrath 
May  rise,  the  wicked  to  consume; 

While  justice  hears  thy  praying  faith, 
It  cannot  seal  the  sinner's  doom: 

My  Son  is  in  my  servant's  prayer, 

And  Jesus  forces  me  to  spare. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

3  Father,  we  ask  in  Jesus'  name, 
In  Jesus'  power  and  spirit  pray ; 

Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim; 

O  turn  thy  threatening  wrath  away! 
Our  guilt  and  punishment  remove, 
And  magnify  thy  pardoning;  love. 

4  Father,  regard  thy  pleading  Son; 
Accept  his  all-availing  prayer; 

And  send  a  peaceful  answer  down, 

In  honor  of  our  Spokesman  there ; 
"Whose  blood  proclaims  our  sins  forgiven, 
And  speaks  thy  rebels  up  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


AQA  L.  M.  6  1. 

i»'~±    Lord,  Teach  vs  to  Pray. 

JESUS,  thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all. 
The  same  through  one  eternal  da}-, 
Attend  thy  feeblest  follower's  call, 
And  O,  Instruct  us  how  to  pray ! 
Pour  out  the  supplicating  grace,' 
And  stir  us  up  to  seek  thy  face. 

2  We  cannot  think  a  precious  thought 
We  cannot  feel  a  good  desire, 

Till  thou,  who  callest  worlds  from  naught, 

The  power  into  our  hearts  inspire; 
And  then  we  in  the  Spirit  groan, 
And  then  we  give  thee  back  thine  own. 

3  Come  in  thy  pleading  Spirit  down 
To  us  who  for  thy  coming  stay; 

Of  all  thy  gifts  we  ask  but  one, 

We  ask  the  constant  power  to  pray  ; 

Indulge  us,  Lord,  in  this  request, 
Thou  canst  not  then  deny  the  rest 
Charles 


AQ'  S.  M. 

^ItJO  The  Throne  of  Grace. 

BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace; 
The  promise  calls  us  near; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  My  soul,  ask  what  thou  wilt, 
Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold: 

Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
"What  else  can  he  withhold? 

3  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 
Thy  presence  and  thy  love, 

That  we  may  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

4  Teach  us  to  live  by  faith, 
Conform  our  wills  to  thine ; 

Let  us  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

5  If  thou  these  blessings  give, 
And  thou  our  portion  be, 

All  worldly  joys  we'll  gladly  leave, 
To  find  our  heaven  in  thee. 

John  Newton. 


4Ju     The  Spirit  of  Prayer. 

THE  praying  spirit  breathe ! 
The  watching  power  impart; 
From  all  entanglements  beneath, 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart ; 
My  feeble  mind  sustain, 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppressed; 
Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 
To  my  eternal  rest. 
31? 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  Swift  to  my  rescue  come; 

Thine  own  this  moment  seize; 
Gather  my  wandering  spirit  home, 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace: 
Suffered  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arrest  the  prisoner  of  thy  love, 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 

A  07  s-  M- 

j:£/  I     For  Fervent  Zeal. 
TESUS,  I  fain  would  find 
O     Thy  zeal  for  God  in  me ; 
Thy  yearning  pity  for  mankind, 
Thy  burning  charity. 

2  In  me  thy  Spirit  dwell; 

Through  me  thy  Spirit  move; 
t     So  shall  the  fervor  of  my  zeal 
Be  the  pure  flame  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

/IQQ  s-  M- 

±uO  For  Perfect  Submission. 

I  WANT  a  heart  to  pray, 
To  pray,  and  never  cease ; 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 

Or  wish  my  sufferings  less. 
This  blessing,  above  all, 

Always  to  pray,  I  want; 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 
And  never,  never  faint. 

2  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name; 
A  jealous,  just  concern, 

For  thine  immortal  praise; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 
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PRAYING. 

8  I  rest  upon  thy  word, 

The  promise  is  for  me; 
My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee: 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

^:u\j        God  Everywhere. 

r~PHE Y  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 

X     Find  that  throne  in  every  place ; 

If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 

God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  or  our  health, 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait 
To  thy  Father  come  and  wait; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

Oliver  Hblden,  Alt. 

OUU        The  Litany. 

SAVIOUR,  when,  in  dust,  to  thee 
Low  we  bow  the  adoring  knee, 
When,  repentant;  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes, 
O,  by  all  thy  pain  and  wo 
Suffered  once  for  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  us  when  to  thee  we  cry. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  By  thine  hour  of  dark  despair, 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer : 

By  the  cross,  the  nail,  the  thorn, 
Piercing  spear,  and  torturing  scorn; 
By  the  gloom  that  veiled  the  skies 
O'er  the  dreadful  sacrifice,— 
Jesus,  look  with  pityiug  eye; 
Listen  to  our  humble  cry. 

3  By  the  deep,  expiring  groan ; 
By  the  sad,  sepulchral  stone ; 
By  the  vault  whose  dark  abode 
Held  in  vain  the  rising  God, 

O,  from  earth  to  heaven  restored. 
Mighty,  re-ascended  Lord, 
Saviour,  Prince,  exalted  high, 
Hear,  O  hear,  our  humble  cry. 

R".  Grant. 

0\J  1  For  Humility  and  Protection. 

GOD  of  Love,  who  hearest  prayer, 
Kindly  for  thy  people  care, 
Who  on  thee  alone  depend : 
Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end. 

2  Save  us,  in  the  prosperous  hour, 
From  the  flattering  tempter's  power; 
From  his  unsuspected  wiles; 

From  the  world's  pernicious  smiles. 

3  Men  oj:  uoi Idly,  lo^  desigu, 
Leo  not  these  thy  people  join, 
Poison  our  simplicity. 

Drag  us  from  our  mist  in  ';hee. 

4  Save  us  from  the  great  and  vim ., 
Till  they  sink  in  their  own  eyes, 
Tamely  to  thy  yoke  submit, 

Lay  their  honor  at  thy  feet. 

5  Never  let  the  world  break  in ; 
Fix  a  mighty  gulf  between ; 
Keep  us  little  and  unknown, 
Prized  and  loved  by  God  alone. 

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PRAYING. 

6  Let  us  still  to  thee  look  up, 
Thee,  thy  Israel's  strength  and  hope ; 
Nothing  know,  or  seek,  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley . 

0\J/Ci  Encouragements  to  Pray. 

(10ME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare ; 
J    Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  invites  thee  near, 
Bids  thee  ask  him,  waits  to  hear. 

2  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 

There,  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

3  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend-, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

4  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do ; 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

J.  Newton. 


LORD,  that  I  may  learn  of  thee, 
Give  me  true  simplicity; 
Wean  my  soul,  and  keep  it  low, 
Willing  thee  alone  to  know. 

2  Worldly  wisdom  cast  aside, 
All  that  feeds  my  knowing  pride; 
Not  to  man,  but  God  submit, 
Lay  my  reasonings  at  thy  feet: 

3  Of  my  boasted  wisdom  spoiled, 
Docile,  helpless  as  a  child ; 
Only  seeing  in  thy  light, 

Only  walking  in  thy  might. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

4  Then  infuse  the  teaching  grace, 
Spirit  of  truth  and  righteousness; 
Knowledge,  love  divine,  impart, 
Life  eternal,  to  my  heart. 

Charles  Wesley, 

0U4  The  Desire  of  Nations. 

COME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free: 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art ; 

Dear  Desire  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

3  Born  thy  people  to  deliver, 
Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King, 

Born  to  reign  in  us  forever. 
Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 

By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
'Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Charles  Wesley. 

OUO      Before  His  Cross. 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  thy  throne  I  spend: 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend, 
2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 
Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 
"While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 

5  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven 
While  upon  the  cross  I  gaze ; 

Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven; 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 
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PRAYING. 

4  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 
With  my  teai-s  his  feet  I'll  bathe; 

Constant  still,-  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

5  Here  in  tender,  grateful  sorrow, 
With  my  Saviour  will  I  stay; 

Here  new  hope  and  strength  will  borrow^ 
Here  will  love  my  fears  away. 

Jas.  Allen,  alt.  by  Walter  Shirley. 

U  U 0      In  Deep  Affliction . 

FULL  of  trembling  expectation, 
Feeling  much,  and  fearing  more, 
Mighty  G-od  of  my  salvation, 

1  thy  timely  aid  implore. 

2  Suffering  Son  of  man,  be  near  me, 
In  my  sufferings  to  sustain ; 

By  tlry  sorer  grief s  to  cheer  me, 
By  thy  more  than  mortal  pain. 

3  By  thy  most  severe  temptation 
In  that  dark  Satanic  horn- ; 

By  thy  last  mysterious  passion, 
Screen  me  from  the  adverse  power. 

4  By  thy  fainting  in  the  garden, 
By  thy  dreadful  death,  I  pray, 

Write  upon  my  heart  the  pardon; 
Take  my  sins  and  fears  away. 

Charles  Wesley. 

u(j  I      For  a  Revival. 

OLOBD,  thy  work  revive, 
In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  O  let  thy  chosen  few 
Awake  to  earnest  prayer; 

Their  covenant  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 
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3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 
Through  lips  of  humble  clay. 

Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear ; 
Now  listen  to  our  cry : 

O  come,  and  bring  salvation  near ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

P.  H.  Brown. 

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G( 


For  a  Single  Eye. 
[PD  of  almighty  love, 

By  whose  sufficient  grace 

1  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face : 

2  Through  Jesus  Christ  the  Just, 
My  faint  desires  receive. 

And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 
S  Whate'er  I  say  or  do, 

Thy  glory  be  my  aim : 
My  offerings  all  be  offered  through 

The  ever -blessed  name. 

4  Jesus,  my  single  eye 
Be  fixed  on  thee  alone: 

Thv  name  be  praised  on  earth,  on  high, 
Thy  will  by  aU  be  done. 

5  Spirit  of  faith,  inspire 
My  consecrated  heart ; 

Fill  me  with  pure,  celestial  fire, 
With  all  thou  hast,  and  art. 

Charles  Wedey. 

K  AQ  C.  M. 

U\Jv  For  the  Coming  of  Christ's  Kingdom. 

FATHER,  of  me  and  all  mankind, 
And  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  every  understanding  mind 
Unite  to  praise  thy  love, 


PRAYING. 

2  To  know  thy  nature  and  thy  name, 
One  God  in  persons  Three : 

And  glorify  the  great  I  AM, 
Through  all  eternity. 

3  Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  grace, 
To  every  heart  of  man, 

Thy  peace  and  joy  and  righteousness, 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign. 

4  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 
But  makes  an  end  of  sin, 

The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  our  souls  bring  in. 

Charles  Wesley. 


O  1  U  "Lord,  Increase  our  Faith.'1'1 
TNCREASE  our  faith,  almighty  Lord! 
JL    For  thou  alone  canst  give 
Ine  faith  that  takes  thee  at  .thy  word, 
The  faith  by  which  we  live. 

2  Increase  our  faith,  that  we  may  claim 
Each  starry  promise  sure, 

And  always  triumph  in  thy  name, 
And  to  the  end  endure. 

3  Increase  our  faith,  O  Lord,  we  pray 
That  we  may  not  depart 

From  thy  commands,  but  all  obey 
With  free  and  faithful  heart. 

4  Increase  our  faith,  that  never  dim 
Or  faltering  it  may  be 

Crowned  with  the  perfect  peace  of  him 
Whose  mind  is  stayed  on  thee. 

5  Increase  our  faith,  that  unto  thef 
More  fruit  may  still  abound, 

That  in  the  harvest  time  may  be 
To  thy  great  glory  found. 
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6  Increase  our  faith.  O  Saviour  dear, 
By  thy  rich  sovereign  grace, 

Till  changing  faith  for  vision  clear, 
We  see  thee  face  to  face. 

Miss  F.  R.  Ha  tergal. 


X  1   1  C.  11 

Oil         Thy  WW  be  Done. 

THY  presence,  Lord,  the  place  shall  fill; 
My  heart  shall  be  thy  throne; 
Thy  holy.  just,  and  perfect  will, 
Shall  in  my  fiesh  be  done. 

2  I  thank  thee  for  the  present  grace, 
And  now  in  hope  rejoice ; 

In  confidence  to  see  thy  face, 
And  always  hear  thy  voice. 

3  I  have  the  things  I  ask  of  thee ; 
"What  more  shall  I  require? 

That  still  my  soul  may  restless  be, 
And  only  thee  desire. 

4  Thy  only  will  be  done,  not  mine, 
But  make  me,  Lord,  thy  home : 

Come  as  thou  wilt,  I  that  resign, 
But  O,  my  Jesus,  come ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


K  1 0  c.  M. 

016  Resting  in  God's  Will. 

AUTHOR  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee: 
Thine  ever  watchful  eye 
Alone  our  real  wants  can  see, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  In  thine  all  gracious  providence 
Our  cheerful  hopes  confide; 

O  let  thy  power  be  our  defence, 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide. 


PRAYING. 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  Subdued, 
Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 

We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill. 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 
Let  mercy  still  supply: 

The  good  unasked,  0  Father,  grant: 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 

J.  Merrick. 


K  i  q  7,  6. 

O  1  O    Persevering  Prayer. 

COME,  ye  f  ollowers  of  the  Lord, 
In  Jesu's  service  join : 
Jesus  gives  the  sacred  word, 

The  ordinance  divine: 
Let  us  his  command  obey, 

And  ask  to  have  whate'er  we  want ; 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 
And  never,  never  faint. 

2  Let  us  patiently  endure, 
And  still  our  wants  declare ; 

All  the  promises  are  sure 

To  persevering  prayer : 
Till  we  see  the  perfect  day, 

And  each  wakes  up  a  sinless  saintr 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 

And  never,  never  faint. 

3  Pray  we  on  when  all  renewed, 
And  perfected  in  love ; 

i  Till  we  see  the  Saviour  God 

Descending  from  above, 
All  his  heavenly  charms  survey, 

Beyond  what  angel  minds  can  paint, 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 
And  never,  never  faint. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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514 


FRUITS  OP  SALVATION. 

7,6, 


Keep  me,  O  Lord. 

SON  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace, 
Again  hath  raised  me  up, 
Called  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  given  me  back  my  hope; 
Still  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  all  thy  lovingkindness  show : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 
And  never  let  me  go ! 

2  By  me,  0  my  Saviour,  stand, 

In  sore  temptation's  hour; 
Save  me  with  thine  outstretched  hand, 

And  show  forth  all  thy  power ; 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word ; 

Thine  all-sufficient  grace  bestow ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go ! 


3  Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear, 

And  fix  it  in  my  heart ; 
That  I  may  from  evil  near 

With  timely  care  depart: 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorred: 

Till  thou  destroy  the  tyrant  foe, 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go! 


4  Never  let  me  leave  thy  breast, 

From  thee,  my  Saviour,  stray ; 
Thou  art  my  Support  and  Rest,  5 

My  true  and  living  Way; 
My  exceeding  great  Reward, 

In  heaven  above,  and  earth  below: 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


0  1  0        Tears  of  Joy. 

LORD,  and  is  thine  anger  gone, 
And  art  thou  pacified  \ 
After  all  that  I  have  done, 

Dost  thou  no  longer  chide  \ 
Let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain, 

And  all  my  restless  passions  sway: 
Keep  me  lest  I  turn-  again 
Out  of  the  narrow  way. 


2  To  the  cross,  thine  altar,  bind 

Me  with  the  cords  of  love ; 
Freedom  never  let  me  find 

From  thee,  my  Lord,  to  move: 
That  I  never,  never  more 

May  with  my  much-loved  Master  part, 
To  the  posts  of  mercy's  door, 

O  nail  my  willing  heart ! 


3  See  my  utter  helplessness, 

And  leave  me  not  alone ; 
O  preserve  in  perfect  peace, 

And  seal  me  for  thine  own: 
More  and  more  thyself  reveal, 

Thy  presence  let  me  always  find ; 
Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal 

My  feeble,  sin-sick  mind. 


4  As  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 

Thy  weakest  servant  keep ; 
Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  forever  weep: 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erflow, 

That  I  have  any  hope  of  heaven; 
Much  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 

For  I  have  much  forgiven. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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K  1  (\  7,  6,  7. 

0  1  U    Help  Comes  from  the  Lord. 

TO  THE  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
The  everlasting  hills; 
Streaming  thence  in  fresh  supplies, 

My  soul  the  Spirit  feels : 
Will  he  not  his  help  afford! 

Help,  while  j*et  I  ask,  is  given: 
God  comes  down ;  the  God  and  Lord 
Who  made  both  earth  and  heaven. 

2  Faithful  soul,  pray  always;  pray, 
And  still  in  God  confide ; 

He  thy  feeble  steps  shall  stay, 

Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide ; 
Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast ; 

He  thy  quiet  spirit  keeps ; 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest ; 

Thy  Watchman  never  sleeps. 

3  Neither  sin,  nor  earth,  nor  hell, 
Thy  Keeper  can  surprise ; 

Careless  slumbers  cannot  steal 

On  his  all-seeing  eyes; 
He  is  Israel's  sure  defence ; 

Israel  ah  his  care  shall  prove; 
Kept  by  watchful  providence, 

And  ever- waking  Love. 

Charles   Wesley 

K  1  7  7,  6,  ?, 

V  1  I    The  Lord  is  thy  Keeper. 

SEE  the  Lord,  thy  Keeper,  stand 
Omnipotently  near: 
Lo !  he  holds  thee  by  the  hand, 

And  banishes  thy  fear: 
Shadows  with  his  wings  thy  head ; 

Guards  from  all  impending  harms; 
Round  thee  and  beneath  are  spread 
The  everlasting  arms. 
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PRAYING. 

2  Christ  shall  bless  thy  going  out, 

Shall  bless  thy  coming  in ; 
Kindly  compass  thee  about, 

Till  thou  art  saved  from  sin ; 
Like  thy  spotless  Master,  thou, 

Filled  with  wisdom,  love,  and  power; 
Holy,  pure,  and  perfect  now, 

Henceforth,  and  evermore. 

Charles  Wesley. 

K1Q  CM. 

OlO  Returning  from  a  Journey. 

THOU,  Lord,  hast  blest  my  going  out, 
O  bless  my  coming  in: 
Compass  my  weakness  round  about, 
And  keep  me  safe  from  sin. 

2  Still  hide  me  in  thy  secret  place ; 
Thy  tabernacle  spread: 

Shelter  me  with  preserving  grace, 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

3  To  thee  for  refuge  may  I  run, 
From  sin's  alluring  snare: 

Ready  its  first  approach  to  shun, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  Fix  my  new  heart  on  things  above, 
And  then  from  earth  release; 

I  ask  not  life,  but  let  me  love, 
And  lay  me  down  in  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 


519 


C.  M. 


For  Victorious  Faith. 

OFOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  fee, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 

Of  any  earthly  woe; 
2  That  will  not  murmur  or  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 
But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God ; 
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FRUITS   OF  SALVATION. 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 
When  tempests  rage  without; 

That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt; 

4  That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread  frown, 
Xor  heeds  its  scornful  smile ; 

That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Nor  Satan's  arts  beguile ; 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 
Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 

And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Illunies  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 
And  then,  wkate'er  may  come, 

Well  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

W.  II.  Bathurst. 


C.  M. 
For  a  Tender  Conscience. 

I  WANT  a  principle  within, 
Of  jealous,  godly  fear; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near: 

1  want  the  first  approach  to  feel, 
Of  pride,  or  fond  desire; 

To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

2  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give. 

Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
O  God  my  conscience  make; 

Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 
33  J 


3  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove; 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 

For  having  grieved  thy  love. 
O  may  the  least  omission  pain 

My  well-instructed  soul, 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again^ 

Which  makes  the  wounded  whole, 

Charles  Wesley. 

KOI  C.  M. 

fj/0±     Pray  Wii?tOiit  Ceasing. 

SHEPHERD  Divine,  our  wants  relieve 
In  this  our  evil  day ; 
To  all  thy  tempted  followers  give 
The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 
Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, 

O  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
In  never-ceasing  prayer. 

3  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart, 
Till  thou  th}-self  bestow, 

Be  this  the  cry  of  eveiy  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go; 

4  I  will  not  let  thee  go  unless 
Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me ; 

With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

5  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain-top 
Behold  thy  open  face ; 

When  faith  in  sight  is  swallowed  up, 
And  prayer  in  endless  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 

KOO  C.  M. 

O&u    For  the  Waters  of  Salvation. 

FOUNTAIN  of  life,  to  all  below 
Let  thy  salvation  roll; 
Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow 
Every  believing  sold. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  Into  that  happy  number,  Lord, 
Us  weary  sinners  take; 

Jesus,  fulfill  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 
And  we  shall  flow  to  thee, 

While  down  the  stream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art, 
Of  joy,  the  swelling  flood ; 

Wafted  by  thee,  with  willing  hearty 
We  swift  return  to  God. 

5  We  soon  shall  reach  the  boundless  sea ; 
Into  thy  fullness  fall; 

Be  lost  and  swallowed  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,  our  All  in  All. 

Charles  Wesley* 

OCO    For  the  Fire  of  Divine  Love. 

OTHOU  who  earnest  from  above,. 
The  pure  celestial  fire  to  impart, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 
On  the  mean  altar  of  my  heart. 

2  There  let  it  for  thy  glory  burn, 
With  inextinguishable  blaze; 

And  trembling  to  its  Source  return. 
In  humble  love  and  fervent  praise, 

3  Jesus,  confirm  my  heart's  desire, 

To  work,  and  speak,  and  think  for  theey 
Still  let  me  guard  the  holy  fire, 
And  still  stir  up  thy  gift  in  me. 

4  Ready  for  all  thy  perfect  will, 
My  acts  of  faith  and  love  repeat, 

Till  death  thy  endless  mercies  seal, 
And  make  the  sacrifice  complete. 

Vhaiita  V/esley* 
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PRATING. 

KOA  L.  M. 

Vajx.  For  the  Spirit's  Guidance. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  every  care, 
On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 

Inspire,  and  then  accept,  my  prayer. 
2  If  I  have  tasted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings ; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  stays, 

And,  hovering,  hides  me  in  his  wings ; 
S  Still  let  him  with  my  weakness  stay, 

Nor  for  a  moment's  space  depart ; 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep,  till  he  renews^  my  heart. 
4  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear. 
Return,  and  walk  in  Christ,  thy  way ; 

Fly  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near! 

Charles  Wesley. 

L.  M. 
Sick:  Praying  for  Recovery. 

ANGEL  of  covenanted  grace, 
Come,  and  thy  healing  power  infuse; 
Descend  in  thine  own  time,  and  bless, 
And  give  the  means  their  hallowed  use. 

2  Obedient  to  thy  will  alone, 
To  thee  in  means  I  calmly  fly: 

My  life,  I  know,  is  not  my  own; 
To  God  I  live,  to  God  I  die. 

3  Thy  holy  will  be  ever  mine: 

If  thou  on  earth  detain  me  still, 
I  bow,  and  bless  the  grace  divine, 
I  suffer  all  thy  holy  will. 

4  I  come,  if  thou  my  strength  restore, 

To  serve  thee  with  my  strength  renewed; 
Grant  me  but  this,  I  ask  no  more, 
To  spend  and  to  be  spent  for  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

L.  M. 

For  the  Saviour's  Protection. 

JESUS,  I  fain  would  walk  in  thee, 
From  nature  s  every  path  retreat; 
Thou  art  my  Way,  my  Leader  be, 
And  set  upon  the  rock  my  feet. 

2  Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fall ; 

Q  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand: 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call, 

Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 

Charles  Wesley. 


K07  6- 4- 

U£  I  For  the  Saviours  Guidance. 

MY  FAITH  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 
Saviour  divine, 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away;  * 
O  let  me,  from  this  day, 
Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  "to  my  fainting  heart* 

Sly  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

3  TThile  life's  dark  maze  I  tread 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day ; 
"Wipe  sorrow's  teal's  away. 
JJor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 


PRAYIXG. 

4  "When  ends  life's  transient  dream ; 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll ; 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove ; 
O,  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul. 

Hay  Palmer. 

£QQ  6,  4,  6. 

O&Q  Nearer,  my  God,  io  Thee. 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  thee! 
Nearer  to  thee, 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee ! 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

Dajdight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone ; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

8  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  up  to  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee? 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
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5  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing 
Cleaving  the  sky. 

Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee! 

6  Thou  by  whose  cross  I  rise, 
Saviour  benign ! 

Help  me  to  grasp  the  prize, 

That  life  divine: 
May  I  thy  glory-  see, 
And  be  eternally 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

Sarah  F.Adams,  &  A.B.  Garrett 

0/Ou    For  Reviving  Grace. 

LIGHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 
Love  divine,  thyself  impart: 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire ; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart: 
Every  mournf ul  sinner  cheer ; 
Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom: 
Son  of  God,  appear  1  appear! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 
2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour ; 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 

Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin: 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 
We  will  covet  nothing  less ; 
Be  thou  all  our  hearts'  desire, 
All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 

C.  Wesley. 
KQA  L.  M. 

OOKJ  For  the  Peace  of  Jemsalem. 

OTHOU,  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
Behold  a  cloud  of  incense  rise ; 
The  prayers  of  saints  to  heaven  ascend, 
Grateful,  accepted  sacrifice. 


2  Regard  our  prayers  for  Zion's  peace: 
Shed  in  our  hearts  thy  love  abroad ; 

Thy  gifts  abundantly  increase ; 
Enlarge,  and  fill  us  all  with  God. 

3  Before  thy  sheep,  great  Shepherd,  go, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  will ; 

Cause  us  thy  hallowed  name  to  know; 
The  work  of  faith  in  us  fulfill 

4  Help  us  to  make  our  calling  sure ; 
0  let  us  all  be  saints  indeed, 

And  pure,  as  thou  thyself  art  pure. 
Conformed  in  all  things  to  our  Head. 

5  Take  the  dear  purchase  cf  thy  blood ; 
Thy  blood  shall  wash  us  white  as  snow: 

Present  us  sanctified  to  G-od, 
And  perfected  in  love  below. 

Charles  Wesley. 


f;qi  l.m. 

00 1  For  Mourners  in  Zion. 

OLET  the  prisoner's  mournful  cries 
As  incense  in  thy  sight  appear ; 
Their  humble  wailings  pierce  the  skies, 
If  haply  they  may  feel  thee  near. 

2  The  captive  exiles  make  their  moans, 
From  sin  impatient  to  be  free: 

Call  home,  call  home  thy  banished  ones, 
Lead  captive  their  captivity. 

3  Showthem  the  blood  that  bought  their  peace, 
The  anchor  of  their  steadfast  hope, 

And  bid  their  guilty  terrors  cease, 
And  bring  the  ransomed  prisoners  up. 

4  Out  of  the  deep  regard  their  cries; 
The  fallen  raise,  the  mourners  cheer ; 

O  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 
And  scatter  all  their  doubt  and  fear. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION*. 

0  Pity  the  day  of  feeble  things; 
0  gather  every  halting  soul; 

And  drop  salvation  from  thy  wings, 
And  make  the  contrite  sinner  whole. 

Charles  Wesley. 

K09  L.  11 

OO&    1  or  Sustaining  Grace. 
"\  «  Y  HOPE,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou; 
Ai    To  thee,  lo,  n<  :>w  my  soul  I  bow ; 
i  •■  el  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 

1  ~ud  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way; 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day: 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide. 

And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  sile. 

3  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour. 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne. 
And  reign,  my  Saviour,' reign  alone. 

4  My  suffering  time  shall  soon  be  o'er; 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more: 
My  ransomed  sold  shall  soar  away, 
To  sing  thv  praise  in  endless  da  v. 

T.  Cote. 

KOQ  C.  P.  M. 

O 'JO    For  Power  over  Temptation. 

HELP,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly, 
Aud  still  my  tempted  soul  stand  by 
Throughout  the  evil  day: 
The  sacred  watchfulness  "impart, 
And  keep  the  issues  of  my  heart, 

And  stir  me  up  to  pray. 
2  My  soul  with  thy  whole  armor  arm: 
la    ach  approach  of  sin,  alarm, 

And  show  the  danger  near: 
Surround,  sustain,  and  strengthen  me, 
And  till  with  godly  jealousy 
And  sanctifying  fear. 
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FHAYING. 

3  Whene'r  my  careless  hands  hang  down, 
O  let  me  see  thy  gathering  frown 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye ; 
And  starting,  cry,  from  ruin's  brink, 
Save,  Jesus,  or  I  yield,  I  sink; 

0  save  me,  or  I  die. 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  rashly  stray, 
Befor'3  I  wholly  fall  away, 

Tne  keen  conviction  dart; 
Recall  me  by  thy  pitying  look, 
That  kind,  upbraiding  glance,  which  brofe 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

5  In  me  thine  utmost  mercy  show, 
And  make  me,  like  thyself  "below, 

Unblamable  in  grace ; 
Ready  prepared  aud  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holiness,  to  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  face. 

Charles  Wesley 

0o4    The  Gates  of  Death. 

OTHOU  God  who  hearest  prayer, 
Every  hour  and  everywhere, 
Listen  to  my  feeble  breath, 
Now  I  touch  the  gates  of  death. 
For  his  sake  whose  blood  I  plead, 
Hear  me  in  this  hour  of  need. 

2  Hear  and  save  me,  gracious  Lord, 
For  my  trust  is  in  thy  word: 
Wash  me  from  the  stain  of  sin, 
That  thy  peace  may  rule  within ; 
May  I  know  myself  thy  child, 
Ransomed,  pardoned,  reconciled. 

3  Thou  art  merciful  to  save ; 

Thou  hast  snatched  me  from  the  grave ; 

1  would  kiss  the  chastening  rod, 
O  my  Father,  and  my  God ! 
Only  hide  not  now  thy  face, 
God  of  all-sufficient  grace. 

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4  Leave  me  not,  ray  strength,  my  trust; 
O  remember  I  am  dust: 
Leave  me  not  again  to  stray ; 
Leave  me  not  the  tempter's  prey 
Fix  my  heart  on  things  above ; 
Make  me  happy  in  thy  love. 

J.  Cowder 

L.  M. 

Strength  Renewed. 
A  WAKE,  our  souls!  away  our  fears! 
OL     Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gont 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 

But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  O  mighty  God,  thy  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young ; 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  ever-flowing  Spring, 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply ; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  the  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  m^unt  aloft  to  thine  abode, 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shaU  fly, 
Nor  tire  along  the  heavenly  road. 

Isaac  Wais 


£0£  L.  M. 

UOU      For  Constant  Devotedness. 

LORD,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear; 
My  utter  helplessness  reveal ; 
Satan  and  sin  are  always  near, 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 
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2  O  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 
Might  with  an  even  flame  aspire; 

Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find, 
And  mark  the  risings  of  desire. 

3  O  that  my  tender  soul  might  fly 
The  first  abhorred  approach  of  ill; 

Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
The  slightest  touch  of  sin  to  feel. 

4  Till  thou  anew  my  soul  create, 

Still  may  I  strive,  and  watch,  and  pray , 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait, 
And  long  to  see  the  perfect  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 

UD  I  Abide  with  me. 

ABIDE  with  me!  Fast  falls  the  eventide, 
The  darkness  deepens — Lord,  with  me  abide ! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  0  abide  with  me! 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away, 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see ; 

0  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour, 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide  with  me  i 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness ; 
Where  is  death's  sting?  where,  grave,  thy  victory? 

1  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  thou  the  cross  before  my  closing  eyes; 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point  me  to  the  skies ; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain  shad- 
ows flee; 

Jn  ]ife;  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me! 

Henry  F,  Lyte, 


FRUITS    OF    e_VLVAT10!C. 


s.  If 


BID  me  of  men  bewa 
And  to  my  wa  1: 

- 
And  circumspectly  r_ 

2  0  may  I  calmly  wait 
Thy  - 

-  their  open  hate 
And  well-dissembled  lore. 

3  My  spirit,  Lord,  alarm. 
When  men  and  devil- 

.-:  all  the  p         -    :  3  tan  arm. 
In  panoply  divine. 

face, 
His  pel: 

h  ail  his  fie  -   and  chase 

The  fiend  to  his  own  hell. 

5  But.  above  all.  afn 

:  my  own  bosom  foe, 

Still  let  me  seek  to  the;^  for  aid, 
To  thee  my  weakness  show. 

6  Hang  on  thine  arm  al 
With  self-distrusting  care. 

And  deeply  in  1 1 .  ■  r  an 

The  never-ceasing  prayer. 

For  Diligence  and  Watchfulness. 
\    CHARGE  to  beep  I  ha 

Ja.    A  God  to  glorify; 

A  never-dving  soul  to  save. 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky 
.  we  the  present  B  g 
My  calling  to  fulfill. 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
T  >  do  my  Master's  will 
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PRAYING. 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And  0,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 

A  strict  account  to  give. 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forever  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 


O  i\J  What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus. 

WHAT  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 
All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear  1 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Every  thing  to  God  in  prayer! 
0  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

0  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Every  thing  to  God  in  prayer  ! 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 
Is  there  trouble  anywhere  ? 

We  should  never  be  discouraged, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness,. 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  In  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 
Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ?— 

Precious  Saviour  still  our  refuge, — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee  ? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer ; 
In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  thee, 
Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

Horatius  Bonar. 
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FRUITS  0?  SALVATION. 

<n  s.  m. 

y "11   For  Entire  Consecration. 

JESUS,  niy  strength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care: 
With  humble  confidence  look  up. 

And  know  thou  h^ar'st  my  prayer. 
Give  me  on  the-1*  to  wait, 
Till  I  can  all  things  do; 
On  thee. — almighty  to  create. 
Almighty  to  renew. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind. 

A  >elf-renouncing  will. 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind, 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill : 
A  soul  inured  to  pain. 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss ; 
Bold  to  take  up.  firm  to  sustain, 

The  consecrated 

3  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick,  discerning  eye. 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  tne  tempter  fly: 
A  spirit  still  prepared. 

And  armed  with  jealous  care ; 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard. 

And  watching  unto  praver. 

vim  WesUy. 

*J~lu     T  ictory  in  the  Dying  Hour, 
TT^HEN  on  the  brink  of  death 
>  I      My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
VTaiting'to  pass  that  awful  flood, 
Great  God !  at  thy  command : 

2  When  every  scene  of  life 

Stands  ready  to  depart : 
And  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame 

Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart ; 
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3  Thou  Source  of  joy  supreme, 
"Whose  arm  aloue  cau  save, 

Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

4  Lay  thy  supporting  hand 
Beneath  my  sinking  head ; 

And  with  a  ray  of  love  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

5  Leaning  on  Jesus'  breast, 
May  I  resign  my  breath ; 

And  in  his  kind  embraces  lose 
The  bitterness  of  death. 

W.  B.  Collyer. 


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WORKING 

L.  M. 


Lending  to  the  Lord. 

HELP  us,  O  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear; 
Delighting  in  thy  perfect  will ; 
Each  other's  burdens  learn  to  bear, 
And  thus  thy  law  of  love  fulfill. 

2  He  that  hath  pity  on  the  poor, 
Lendeth  his  substance  to  the  Lord ; 

And,  lo !  his  recompense  is  sure, 
For  more  than  all  shall  be  restored. 

3  Teach  us,  with  glad,  ungrudging  heart, 
As  thou  hast  blest  our  various  store, 

From  our  abundance  to  impart 
A  liberal  portion  to  the  poor. 

4  To  thee  our  all  devoted  be, 

In  whom  we  breathe,  and  move,  and  live; 
Freely  we  have  received  from  thee ; 
Freely  may  we  rejoice  to  give. 

5  And  while  we  thus  obey  thy  word, 
And  every  call  of  want  relieve, 

O!  may  we  "find  it,  gracious  Lord! 
More  blest  to  give  than  to  receive. 

T.  CotteriU, 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 


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li     W  i  king  hard  ana  waiting  long' 
Afterward,  the  golden  reaping. 
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i:ve  and  bi 
rwara,  the-  i 
Of  tl-  ;  the  King. 

t  eonfliet-r: 
t.  and  painful  ?* 
After  i  gi  vea. 

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FORTH  in  thy  name.  •  ■    . 

My  daily  lab-  «rs  to  p 
■ 
In  all  l'think, 

2  Thee  will  I  set  £A  hand. 
Whose  eyes  mine  i:  once  see; 

Ani  labor  on  at  thy  c-ommani 
And  offer  all  my  wurks  to  thee. 

3  <  3i  ve  me  to  bear  thy  easy  y 

And  every  m:>-:  and  pray: 

■ 
And  ha=teu  to  thy  glorious  day : 
thee  delightfully  enr 
ite'er  thy  i>junteous  grace  has  given 
And  run  my  course  with  eien  joy, 
And  el c  -  :th  thee  T«:»  heav.  p, 

348  **_*^» 


WORKING. 


CM 


04l)    Deeds  of  Charity. 

HIGH  on  a  throne  of  light,  O  Lord 
Dost  thou  exalted  shine: 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
Since  all  the  world  is  thine? 

2  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
Partakers  of  thy  grace, 

Whose  humble  names  thou  wilt  confess 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

3  In  them  mayest  thou  be  clothed  and  fed. 
And  visited  and  cheered ; 

And,  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
The  Saviour's  voice  be  heard, 

4  Whate'er  our  willing  hands  can  give 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  lay ; 

Grace  will  the  humble  gift  receive, 
And  grace  at  length  repay, 

P.  Doddridge. 

KATf  C.  M. 

0±  I       To  Doubt,  Disloyal. 

OIT  is  hard  to  work  for  God, 
To  rise  and  take  his  part 
Upon  this  battle-field  of  earth, 
And  not  sometimes  lose  heart. 

2  He  hides  himself  so  wondrously, 
As  though  there  were  no  God; 

He  is  least  seen  when  all  the  powers 
Of  ill  are  most  abroad ; 

3  Or  he  deserts  us  in  the  hour 
The  fight  is  all  but  lost, 

And  seems  to  leave  us  to  ourselves 
Just  when  we  need  him  most. 

4  It  is  not  so,  but  so  it  looks; 
And  we  lose  courage  then ; 

And  doubts  will  come  if  God  hath  kept 
His  promises  to  men. 
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tfRUITS  OF  SALVATION'. 

5  But  right  is  right,  since  God  is  God; 

And  right  the  day  must  win, 
To  doubt  would  be  disloyalty, 

To  falter  would  be  sin. 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 

"JO  CM; 

U  tO    Christian  Courage. 
TTTORKMAN  of  God!  O  lose  not  heart, 
\  \      But  learn  what  God  is  like. 
An«l  in  the  darkest  battle-field 
Thou  shalt  know  where  to  strike. 

2  Thrice  blest  is  he  to  whom  is  given 
The  instinct  that  can  tell 

That  God  is  on  the  field,  when  he 
Is  most  invisible. 

3  Blest  too  is  he  who  can  divine 
Where  real  right  doth  Lie, 

And  dares  to  take  the  side  that  seems 
Wrong  to  man's  blindfold  eye. 

4  Then  learn  to  scorn  the  praise  of  men, 
And  learn  to  lose  with  God; 

For  Jesus  won  the  world  through  sliame, 
And  beckons  thee  his  road. 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 

a  10  s- M 

U~±'J      Toil  Recompensed. 

LABOREBS  of  Christ,  arise. 
And  gird  you  for  the  toil  I 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 
"Where  mourning  hearts  deplore , 

.And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine, 
Dispense  your  hallowed  store. 

3  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 
With  prayer,  your  constant  guest; 

And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeksB  1«  >ve 
A  mantle  round  vour  brea-r. 


WORKING, 

4  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 
That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 

And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 

Mrs.  Lydia  H.Sigouiney. 


KKfl  C.  P.  M. 

00\J    A  Good  Example. 

IAKD  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord: 
But  first,  obedient  to  his  word 
I  must  myself  appear : 
By  actions,  words,  and  tempers,  show 
That  I  my  heavenly  Master  know, 
And  serve  with  heart  sincere. 


2  I  must  the  fair  example  set ; 
From  those  that  on  my  pleasure  wait 

The  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Their  duty  by  my  life  explain, 
And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain 

The  dignity  of  love. 

3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeased  and  reconciled, 

A  follower  of  my  God: 
A  saint  indeed  I  long  to  be, 
And  lead  my  faithful  family 

In  the  celestial  road. 


4  Lord,  if  thou  didst  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use 
Into  thy  hands  receive : 
Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do; 
And  show  them  how  believers  true, 
And  real  Christians,  live. 

Charles  Wesley 
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K  ,<  1  7s. 

O  O 1  Be  Courteous. 

TT70RLDLINGS  in  the  shadow  rest: 

V  V    Taught  and  tutored,  Lord,  by  thee, 
Christians  bear  within  their  breast 

True,  substantial  courtesy: 
Not  by  art,  but  nature,  prove 
All  the  courtesy  of  love. 
2  Bora  again  from  heaven  to  please, 

Who  thy  softening  Spirit  know, 
Meok  and  lowly  geutleness 

They  in  words  and  actions  show; 
They  the  polished  pattern  give, 
Show  the  world  how  angels  live. 

K  ,<0  7,  G,  5. 

00  &  Work,  while  it  is  Day. 
TTTOKK,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

V  V    Work  through  the  morning  hours ; 
Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers ; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Work  through  the  sunny  noon ; 

Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store: 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Under  the  sunset  skies; 

While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies. 
W(  >rk  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more ; 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

353  Sidney  Dyer. 


Warring. 

C.  M. 

Faith  Sees  the  Final  Triumph. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease; 

While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face } 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 

Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 

I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die: 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 

In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Isaac  Watts. 

KZA  CM. 

WW  i    Heavenly  Rest  in  Anticipation. 
TTTHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
VV      To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


Fruits  of  salvation. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 
Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall. 

So  I  but  safely  reach  rny  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Isaac   Watts. 


555 


C.  M. 

JESL"S,  now  claim  me  for  thine  own ; 
To  me  thy  right  assert ! 
Come,  gracious  Lord,  set  up  thy  throne, 
And  reign  within  my  heart! 

2  So  shall  I  bless  thy  pleasing  sway! 
And,  sitting  at  thy  feet, 

Thy  laws  with  all  my  heart  obey, 
With  all  my  soul  submit. 

3  So  shall  I  do  thy  will  below, 
As  angels  do  above; 

The  virtue  of  thy  passion  show, 
The  triumphs  of  thy  love. 

4  To  thee  shall  earth  and  hell  submit, 
And  every  foe  shall  fall, 

Till  death  expires  beneath  thy  feet, 
And  God  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 
354 


WARRING. 

000  The  Whole  Armor  of  God. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 

Through  his.  eternal  Son; 

Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power, 

Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 

Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  strength  endued ; 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God: 
That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
\  e  may  o'ercome,  through  Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 

3  Leave  no  unguarded  place, 
No  weakness  of  the  soul ; 

Take  every  virtue,  every  grac(^ 

And  fortify  the  whole: 
Indissolubly  joined, 

To  battle  all  proceed; 
But  arm  yourselves  with  all  the  mind 

That  was  in  Christ  your  Head. 
Charles  "" 


V  0  I     The  Shield  of  Faith. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  lay  hold 
On  faith's  victorious  shield ; 
Armed  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 

Be  sure  to  win  the  field: 
If  faith  surround  your  heart, 

Satan  shall  be  subdued; 
Repelled  his  every  fiery  dart, 
And  quenched  with  Jesus'  blood. 
355 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  Jesus  hath  died  for  you; 

What  can  his  love  withstand! 
Believe,  hold  fast  your  shield,  and  who 

Shall  pluck  you  from  his  hand? 
Believe  that  Jesus  reigns ; 

All  power  to  hitn  is  given: 
Believe,  till  freed  from  sin's  remains; 

Believe  yourselves  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

S.  M. 
The  Mind  that  was  in  Christ, 

EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight; 
My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare, 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Pontrol  my  every  thought ; 
My  whole  of  sin  remove; 

Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought; 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 
Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee: 

And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
"With  perfect  charity. 

4  "With  calm  and  tempered  zeal 
Let  me  enforce  thy  call ; 

And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 
Which  offers  life  to  all. 

5  O  may  I  love  like  thee, 
In  all  thy  footsteps  tread ; 

Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 
But  nothing  thou  hast  made, 

6  O  may  I  learn  the  art, 
"With  meekness  to  reprove ; 

To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love. 

Charles  }Yesley. 


Kr,Q  s.  M. 

00  O  The  Violent  Take  it  by  Force. 

OMAY  thy  powerful  word 
Inspire  a  feeble  worm 
To  rush  into  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  take  it  as  by  storm. 


2  O  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  given, 
To  seize  the  crown  of  perfect  love, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


560 


L.  M. 

The  Sword  and  Shield. 

A  RM  me  with  th}r  whole  armor,  Lord ; 

A  Support  my  weakness  with  thy  might ; 

C4ird  on  my  thigh  thy  conquering  sword, 

And  shield  me  in  the  threatening  fight: 

From  faith  to  faith,  from  grace  to  grace, 

So  in  thy  strength  shall  I  go  on ; 
Till  heaven  and  earth  flee  from  thy  face, 
And  glory  end  what  grace  begun. 

J.  Wesley. 


0  U  1  Heavenly  Zeal. 

OKlNGr  of  glory,  thy  rich  grace 
Our  feeble  thought  surpasses  far; 
Yea,  e'en  our  crimes,  though  numberless, 
Less  numerous  than  thy  mercies  are. 

2  Still,  Lord,  thy  saving  health  display, 
And  arm  our  souls  with  heavenly  zeal ; 
So,  fearless,  shall  we  urge  our  way 
Through  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  heil. 
J.  Wesley, 
357 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

L.  M. 

The  Panoply  of  Truth. 

BEHOLD  the  Christian  warrior  stand 
In  all  the  armor  of  his  God ; 
The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand, 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod; 

2  In  panoply  of  tinith  complete, 
Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head; 

With  righteousness  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread; 

3  Undaunted  to  the  field  he  goes ; 
Yet  vain  were  skill  aud  valor  there, 

Unless,  to  foil  his  legion  foes, 
He  takes  the  trustiest  weapon, prayer. 

4  Thus,  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  tramples  down ; 

Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

J.  Montgomery. 

L.  M.  6  i. 
Victory  over  the  World. 

SURROUNDED  by  a  host  of  foes, 
Stormed  by  a  host  of  foes  within, 
Nor  swift  to  flee,  nor  strong  to-oppose, 

Single  against  hell,  earth,  and  sin: 
Single,  yet  undismayed,  I  am; 

1  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

2  What  chough  a  thousand  hosts  engage 
A  thousand  worlds,  my  soul  to  shake ; 

I  have  a  shield  shall  quell  their  rage, 
And  drive  the  alien  armies  back: 

Portrayed,  it  bears  a  bleeding  Lamb; 
I  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Me  to  retrieve  from  Satan's  hands, 
Me  from  this  evil  world  to  free, 

To  purge  my  sins,  and  loose  my  bands, 

And  save  from  all  iniquity, 
My  Lord  and  God  from  heaven  he  came ! 
I  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 
358 


WARRING. 

4  Salvation  in  his  name  there  is ; 

Salvation  from  sin,  death,  and  hell! 
Salvation  into  glorious  bliss; 

How  great  salvation,  who  can  tell? 
But  all  he  hath  for  mine  I  claim; 
I  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name.  % 

Charles  Wesley. 


KM  L.M.GL 

Uui  Sober  Vigilance. 

THIS  slumber  from  my  spirit  shake ; 
Warned  by  the  Spirit's  inward  call, 
Let  me  to  righteousness  awake, 

And  pray  that  I  may  never  fall ; 
Or  give  to  sin  or  Satan  place, 
But  walk  in  all  thy  righteous  ways. 

2  O  wouldst  thou,  Lord,  thy  servant  guard 
'Gainst  every  known  or  secret  foe ; 

A  mind  for  all  assaults  prepared, 

A  sober  vigilance  bestow ; 
Ever  apprized  of  danger  nigh, 
And  when  to  fight  and  when  to  fly. 

3  O  never  suffer  me  to  sleep 
Secure  within  the  verge  of  hell ; 

But  still  my  watchful  spirit  keep 

In  lowly  awe  and  loving  zeal; 
And  bless  me  with  a  godly  fear, 
And  plant  that  guardian  angel  here. 

4  Attended  by  that  sacred  dread, 
And  wise  from  evil  to  depart, 

Let  me  from  strength  to  strength  proceed, 

And  rise  to  purity  of  heart: 
Through  all  the  paths  of  duty  move, 
From  humble  faith  to  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

S.  M. 

Perseverance. 

MY  SOUL,  be  on  thy  guard ; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
«  To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray ; 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  lay  thine  armor  down ; 

The  work  of  L'aith  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  obtain  the  crown. 

4  Then  persevere  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 

He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode 

G.  Heath. 

Kf\(\  S.  M. 

OUU  Continued. — Enemies  to  be  Met. 

ANGELS  our  march  oppose, 
Who  still  in  strength  excel, 
Our  secret,  sworn,  eternal  foes, 

Countless,  invisible ; 
From  thrones  of  glory  driven. 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurled, 
They  throng  the  air,  and  darken  heaven. 
And  rule  this  lower  world. 

2  But  shall  believers  fear? 

But  shall  believers  fly  i 
Or  see  the  bloody  cross  appear, 

And  all  their  powers  defy  » 
By  all  hell's  host  withstood, 

We  all  hell's  host  o'erthrow; 
And,  conquering  them  through  Jesus1  blood, 

We  on  to  conquer  go. 

Charles  Wesley. 
360 


567 


WARRING 

S.  M. 


The  Standard  of  the  Cross. 

HARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry ! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound; 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh, 

The  powers  of  hell  surround. 
Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand, 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war. 

2  See  on  the  mountain  top 
The  standard  of  your  God ; 

In  Jesus'  name  'tis  lifted  up, 
All  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 

His  standard-bearers,  now 
To  all  the  nations  call: 

To  Jesus'  cross,  ye  nations,  bow; 
He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 

3  Go  up  with  Christ  your  Head ; 
Your  Captain's  footsteps  see; 

Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 

To  certain  victory. 
All  power  to  him  is  given ; 

He  ever  reigns  the  same: 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 

Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 

Charles  Wesley. 


S.  M 
K3     The  Well-fought  Day. 

PRAY,  without  ceasing,  pray, 
(Your  Captain  gives  the  word :) 
His  summons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  call  upon  the  Lord: 
To  God  your  every  want 

In  instant  prayer  display ; 
Pray  always:  pray,  and  never  faint; 
Pray,  without  ceasing,  pray, 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  In  fellowship, — alone, 

To  God  with  faith  draw  near; 
Approach  his  courts,  besiege  his  throne 

With  all  the  power  of  prayer: 
His  mercy  now  implore, 

And  now  show  forth  his  praise; 
In  shouts,  or  silent  awe,  adore 

His  miracles  of  grace. 

3  From  strength  to  strength  go  on ; 
Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray; 

Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down 
And  win  the  well-fought  day : 

Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 
In  all  his  soldiers,  "  Come,11 

Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high, 
And  take  the  conquerors  home. 

Charles  Wesley. 


DUtJ   Victory  is  on  the  LorcVs  Side. 

ARISE,  ye  saints,  arise! 
The  Lord  our  leader  is ; 
The  foe  before  his  banner  flies, 
And  victory  is  his. 

2  We  follow  thee,  our  Guide, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  King ; 

We  follow  thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven's  eternal  spring, 

3  We  soon  shall  see  the  day 
When  all  our  toils  shall  cease; 

When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  awav 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 

4  This  hope  supports  us  here ; 
It  makes  our  burdens  light: 

'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight; 


WARRING. 

5  Till,  of  the  prize  possessed, 

We  hear  of  war  no  more ; 
And  ever  with  our  Leader  rest, 

On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 

T.  Kelly. 

KHf(\  S.  M. 

V  I  U    Courage  Ensures  Victory. 

URGE  on  your  rapid  course, 
Ye  blood-besprinkled  bands ; 
The  heavenly  kiugdom  suffers  force; 

'Tis  seized  by  violent  hands: 
See  there  the  starry  crown 

That  glitters  through  the  skies ; 
Satan,  the  world,  and  sin,  tread  down 
And  take  the  glorious  prize. 

2  Through  much  distress  and  pain, 
Through  many  a  conflict  here, 

Through  blood,  ye  must  the  entrance  gain, 

Yet,  O  disdain  to  fear: 
"  Courage,"  your  Captain  cries, 

(Who  all  your  toil  foreknew,) 
"  Toil  ye  shall  have,  yet  all  despise; 

I  have  o'ercome  for  you." 

3  The  world  cannot  withstand 
Its  ancient  Conqueror ; 

The  world  must  sink  beneath  the  Hand 

Which  arms  us  for  the  war : 
This  is  the  victory, 

Before  our  faith  they  fall ; 
Jesus  hath  died  for  you  and  me ; 

Believe,  and  conquer  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 

KH\  S.M 

ui  I  Victory. 

I  THE  good  fight  have  fought, 
O  when  shall  I  declare ! 
The  victory  of  my  Saviour  got, 
I  long  with  Paul  to  share. 
363 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  O  may  I  triumph  so, 
When  all  my  warfare's  past; 

And,  dying,  find  my  latest  foe 
Under  my  feet  at  last. 

3  This  blessed  word  be  mine, 
Just  as  the  port  is  gain'd, 

Kept  by  the  power  of  grace  divine, 
I  have  the  faith  maintained. 

4  The  apostles  of  my  Lord, 
To  whom  it  first  was  given, 

They  could  not  speak  a  greater  word, 
Nor  all  the  saints  in  heaven. 

Charles  Wecley. 

K79  S.  M. 

O  i  u       Jesus  Victorious. 

JESUS,  the  Conqueror,  reigns, 
In  glorious  strength  arrayed; 
His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 

And  bids  the  earth  be  glad: 
Ye  sons  of  men,  rejoice 

In  Jesus1  mighty  love; 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  vcice, 

To  him  who  rides  above. 
2  Extol  his  kingly  power; 

Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 
Who  died,  and  lives  to  die  no  more, 

High  on  his  Father's  throne: 
Our  Advocate  with  God, 

He  undertakes  our  cause, 
And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 

The  vict'ry  of  his  cross. 

Charles  Wesley. 

SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

^7Q  CM. 

<j  I  O  Light  Shining  out  of  Darkness. 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never-failing  skill, 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs 
And  works  his  so v 'reign  v.'iii. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take: 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face= 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour: 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain : 

God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

WiMiam  Coivper 


KnfA  c.  M. 

O  i  I    Crosses  are  Blessings. 

SINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 
God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
O,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways? 

2  Good,  when  he  gives— supremely  good, 
Nor  less  when  he  denies  • 

E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  lovo, 
So  constant  and  so  kind ! 

To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 
Be  every  wish  resigned. 

J.  Eervty, 
365 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION'. 

'J  /  U         Habitual  Devotion. 
IT^HILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 
\  \       Be  niy  vain  wishes  stilled ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed: 
To  thee  niy  thoughts  would  soar : 

Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
Thy  ruling  hand  I  se 

Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days. 
In  every  pain  I  bear. 

My  heart  "shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 
Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 

Resigned,  wheD  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear. 
The  gathering  storm  shall  see: 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear . 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

Hekn  M.  Williams. 


576 


L.  M. 
Safety  in  the  Arnxs  of  Jesus. 

GOD  of  my  fife,  whose  gracious  power 
Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour. 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head ; 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  providence  I  see ; 
.Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run. 

And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 


SUBMISSION    AND  TRUST. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breast! 

Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest. 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 
But  thou,  O  Christ,  my  wisdom  art: 

I  ever  into  ruin  run, 
But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5.  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known ; 

Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

Charles  Wesley. 


£77  L.  M. 

VII   Resignation  to  GooVs  Will. 

THOU  sweet,  beloved  will  of  God, 
My  anchor  ground,  my  fortress  hill, 
My  spirit's  silent,  fair  abode, 
In  thee  I  hide  me  and  am  still. 

2  0  will,  that  wiliest  good  alone, 
Lead  thou  the  way,  thou  guidest  best; 

A  little  child,  I  follow  on, 
And,  trusting,  lean  upon  thy  breast. 

3  Thy  beautiful  sweet  will,  my  God, 
Holds  fast  in  his  sublime  embrace 

My  captive  will,  a  gladsome  bird, 
Prisoned  in  such  a  realm  of  grace. 

4  Within  this  place  of  certain  good, 
Love  evermore  expands  her  wings; 

Or,  nestling  in  thy  perfect  choice. 
Abides  content  with  what  it  brings. 

5  Upon  God's  will  I  lay  me  down, 
As  child  upon  its  mother's  breast; 

No  silken  couch,  nor  softest  bed, 
CoiUd  ever  give  me  such  sweet  rest. 

mi 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

6  Thy  wonderful  grand  will,  my  God, 
With  triumph  now  I  make  It  mine; 

And  faith  shali  cry  a  joyous  Yes! 
To  every  dear  command  of  thine. 

Madame  Guion. 

r\no  l.  m. 

O  l  O  GocVs  Presence  uith  his  People. 
TTTHEN  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 
V  V    Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  father's  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  guide,  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  the  astonished  lands 
The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow ; 

By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Return' d  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 
When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 

Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen. 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray. 

4  And  O,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 

Sir  W.  Scott. 

,<7Q  B.  M. 

O  I  V    Jesus  I  nchangectblc. 
QUBMIS8IVELY,  my  God, 
O    I  all  to  thee  resign, 
And  bow  before  thy  chastening  rod; 
Nor  will  I,  Lord,  repine. 

2  Why  should  my  heart  complain, 
"When  wisdom,  truth,  and  love 

Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  joys  above? 

3  How  short  my  sufferings  here ; 
How  needful  every  en  nss 

Away  with  doubt,  distrust,  and  fear, 
Nor  call  my  gain  my  loss. 
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4  Then  give,  or  take  away, 

I'll  bless  thy  sacred  name : 
Jesus  to-day,  and  yesterday, 

And  ever,  is  the  same. 

T.  Ilawds. 


KQA  L.  M.  6  1. 

UOU  Steadfast  Reliance. 

THOUGH  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 
Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends  be 
gone ; 
Though  joys  be  withered  all,  and  dead, 

Though  every  comfort  be  withdrawn; 
On  this  my  steadfast  soul  relies, 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

2  Fixed  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 
Though  my  heart  fail,  and  flesh  decay ; 

This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain. 
When  earth's  foundations  melt  away ; 

Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove, 

Loved  with  an  everlasting  Love. 

J.  A.  Hot  he. 


KG  1  L.  M.  6  1. 

00  1       /  will  Fear  no  Evil, 

PEACE,  doubting  heart,  my  God's  I  am, 
Who  formed  me  man  forbids  my  fear; 
The  Lord  hath  called  me  by  my  name ; 

The  Lord  protects,  forever  near: 
His  blood  for  me^did  once  atone, 
And  still  he  loves  and  guards  his  own. 

2  When,  passing  through  the  watery  deep 
I  ask  in  faith  his  promised  aid, 

The  waves  an  awful  distance  keep, 
And  shrink  from  my  devoted  head ; 

Fearless,  their  violence  I  dare , 

They  cannot  harm,  for  God  is  there, 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

3  To  him  mine  eyes  of  faith  I  turn, 
And  through  the  fire  pursue  my  way, 

The  fire  forgets  its  power  to  burn, 
The  lambent  flames  around  me  play: 

I  own  his  power,  accept  the  sign, 

And  shout  to  prove  the  Saviour  mine. 

Charles  Wesley. 


L.  M.  6  1. 
Triumphant  Confidence. 

STILL  nigh  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand. 
And  guard  in  fierce  temptation's  hour; 
Hide  in  the  hollow  of  thy  hand ; 

Show  forth  in  me  thy  saving  power: 
Still  be  thy  arms  my  sure  defence, 
Nor  earth  nor  hell  shall  pluck  me  thence. 

2  Since  thou  hast  bid  me  come  to  thee, 
(Good  as  thou  art,  and  strong  to  save,) 

I'll  walk  o'er  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
L'pborne  by  the  unyielding  wave ; 
Dauntless  though  rocks  of  pride  be  near, 
And  yawning  whirlpools  of  despair. 

3  TVhen  darkness  intercepts  the  skies, 
And  sorrow's  waves  around  me  roll, 

And  high  the  storms  of  trouble  rise, 

And  half  o'erwhelm  my  sinking  soul ; 
My  soul  a  sudden  calm  shall  feel, 
And  hear  a  whisper,  "Peace;  be  still!"' 

4  Though  in  affliction's  furnace  tried. 
Unhurt,  on  snares  and  death  I'll  tread ; 

Though  sin  assail,  and  hell,  thrown  wide, 

Pour  all  its  flames  upon  my  head : 
Like  Moses'  bush  I'll  moimt  the  higher, 
And  flourish,  unconsumed,  in  fire. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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KQQ  .       .-      S.  M. 

OOO  Safe  Trusting  in  the  Lord. 

COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care 

Who  earth  and  heaven  commands: 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey: 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

2  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So,  safe  thou  shalt  go  on ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye 

So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 
No  profit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self -consuming  care; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause, — his  ear 

Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

P.  Gerhardt.     Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

KQ/I  S.  M. 

OO1!  He  Ruleth  All  Things  Well 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  teais 

God  shall  lift  up  thy  head ; 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down? 
Cast  off  the  weight,— let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone. 
What  though  thou  rulest  not; 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim,  "God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well." 
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3  Leave  to  bis  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  aud  to  comruan': 
So  shalt  thou,  wondering,  own  his  way 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand: 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 

That  caused  thv  needless  fear. 

P.Gerkmdt.    Tr.  By  J  Wesky. 

KQZ  S.  M. 

000      Walking  by  Faith. 
TF,  ON  a  quiet  sea, 
J.    Toward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
With  grateful  hearts.  O  God.'  to  thee, 
We'll  own  the  favoring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 
And  rest  delay  to  come. 

Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 
All  yield  to  thy  control : 

Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illumo 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state. 
To  make  thy  will  our  own ; 

And  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

A.  M.  Toplady 

Koa  c.  ji 

fJOU    Deliverance  is  at  Hand. 

MY  SPAN  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 
The  passing  moments  say ; 
As  lengthening  shadows  o'er  the  mead, 

Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
2  0  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof 

From  all  created  things 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above. 
Whence  true  contentment  springs. 
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3  Courage,  my  soul;  thy  bitter  cross, 
In  every  trial  here, 

Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above, 
But  shall  not  enter  there. 

4  The  sighing  ones,  that  humbly  seek 
In  sorrowing  paths  below, 

Shall  in  eternity  rejoice, 
Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

5  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er 
Of  sublunary  care, 

And  life's  dull  vanities  no  moro 
This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 

*  Courage,  my  soul ;  on  God  rely, 

Deliverance  soon  will  come ; 
A  thousand  ways  has  providence 

To  bring  believers  home. 

F.  M.  Cowper 

KO7  C  M. 

UO  I  Remember  Me. 

OTHOTT  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  If,  for  thy  sake,  upon  my  name 
Keproach  and  shame  shall  be, 

I  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  ^hame, 
O  Lord.,  remember  me. 

3  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  cr^t 
This  feeble  body  see ; 

Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  When,  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

1  wait  thy  just  decree, 

Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath, 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION*. 

5  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 

O  Lord,  remember  me. 

T.  Haweis. 

L.  M. 
)G      He  Careth  for  You. 

PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  fear, 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near : 
"Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still: 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  sky. 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry : 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim: 
Ask  and  receive  in* Jesus'  name. 

3  "Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heart ; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart : 

Then  all  things  else  he'll  freely  give ; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

4  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest, 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest ; 
May  I  that  happy  person"  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity. 

5.  Ecking. 

L.  11 

Trial  and  Faith  of  Abraham. 
IT^HEX  Abraham,  though  severely  tried, 
V  V      His  faith  by  his  obedience  showed ; 
He  with  the  stern  command  complied, 

And  gave  his  Isaac  back  to  God. 
I  His  son  the  father  offered  up, 

Son  of  his  age,  his  only  son ; 
Jbject  of  all  his  joy  and"  hope. 

And  less  beloved" than  God  alont. 
3  0  for  a  faith  like  his,  that  wo 

The  bright  example  may  pursue ; 
May  gladly  give  up  all  to  thee, 

To  whom  our  more  than  all  is  due. 
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SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

4  Is  there  a  thing  than  life  more  dear? 
A  thing  from  which  we  cannot  part? 

We  can;  we  now  rejoice  to  tear 
The  idol  from  our  bleeding  heart. 

5  Jesus,  accept  our  sacrifice ; 

All  things  for  thee  we  count  but  loss ; 
Lo !  at  thy  word  our  idol  dies, 
Dies  on  the  altar  of  thy  cross. 

6  For  what  to  thee,  O  Lord,  we  give, 
A  hundred-fold  we  here  obtain ; 

And  soon  with  thee  shall  all  receive, 
And  loss  shall  be  eternal  gain. 

Charles  Wesley. 

KQA  L.  M. 

Ou\J    Resignation  to  GooVs  Will. 
A  LL  scenes  alike  engaging  prove 
ix    To  souls  impressed  with  sacred  love ; 
"Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  in  thee ; 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

2  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time ; 
My  country  is  in  every  clime, 

I  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none ; 

But  with  my  God  to  guide  my  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

4  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot. 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

Madame  Guion. 

KQ1  L.  M. 

? J  V  1    Patient  Thankfulness  and  Trust. 

ETERNAL  Beam  of  light  divine, 
Fountain  of  unexhausted  love ; 
In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine, 
Through  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above; 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  Jesus,  the  weary  wanderer's  rest, 
Give  me  thy  easy  yoke  to  bear; 

With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee. 
Prepared  and  mingled  by  thy  skill: 

Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  soid  to  heal. 

•1  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  ages,  nigh ! 

Uo  shall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone, 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  shall  fly, 

As  clouds  before  the  mid  day  sun. 

5  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "Peace;" 
Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "Be  still;*' 

Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  sovereign  will. 

6  O  death!  where  is  thy  sting?  "Where  now 
That  boasted  victory,  O  grave! 

Who  shall  contend  with  God?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  save. 

Charles  Wesley. 


L.  M. 

Meekness  and  Patience. 

THOU  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace, 
For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pine; 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace ; 
O  make  me  in  thy  likeness  shine. 

2  With  f  raudless,  even,  humble  mind, 
Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  see , 

In  love  be  every  wish  resigned, 
And  hallowed  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

o  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flesh  prevails, 
With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breast ; 

When  grief  my  wounded  soul  assails, 
In  lowly  meekness  may  I  rest. 


SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

4  Close  by  thy  side  still  may  I  keep, 
Howe'er  life's  various  currents  flow ; 

With  steadfast  eye  mark  every  step, 
And  follow  where  my  Lord  doth  go. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  hast  won ; 
Alone  thou  hast  the  wine-press  trod ; 

In  me  thy  strengthening  grace  be  shown. 
O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood. 

6  So,  when  on  Zion  thou  shalt  stand, 
And  all  heaven's  host  adore  their  King, 

Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand, 
And,  free  from  pain,  thy  glories  sing. 
O.  F.  Richter. 


0 9 O        "Thy  Will  be  Done. '» 

MY'  GOD,  and  Father  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  in  life's  rough  way, 

0  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

Thy  will  be  done ! 

2  Though  dark  my  path  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  hie  be  still  and  murmur  not, 

Or  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
Thy  will  be  done. 

3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize — it  ne'er  was  mine ; 

1  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine : 

Thy  will  be  done. 

4  Should  grief  or  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

Father  divine,  I  still  would  say, 
Thy  will  be  done. 

5  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest: 

Thy  will  be  done. 

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6  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 

Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 

All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

Thy  will  be  done. 

C.  Elliott. 

0?74        The  Cross  Taken. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee, 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be. 
Perish  every  fond  ambition ; 

All  I've  sought,  and  hoped,  and  known; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition! 
God  and  hea  venare  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 
They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too; 

Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me ; 

Thou  art  not,  like  man,  untrue: 
And,  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me- 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  early  fame  and  treasure ! 
Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain ! 

In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure ; 

With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee,  "Abba  Father;" 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee: 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 
'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 

Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 
Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 

O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 
While  thy  love  is  left  to  me; 

O  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Weze  that  j>j  unmixed  with  the* 


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SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

5  Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation; 
Rise  o'er  sin,  and  iear,  and  care; 

Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

What  a  Father's  smile  is  thine ; 
What  a  Saviour  died  to  win  thee: 

Child  of  heaven,  shouldst  thou  repine? 

6  Haste  thee  en  from  grace  to  glory, 
Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 

Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 
Gcd's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 

Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 
Swift  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 

Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 
Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

Henry  Ft  Lyte. 


KQK  8,7. 

O  u  O       Trust  in  Sorrow. 

IORD  of  life,  when  foes  assail  us, 
J    And  our  hearts  are  bowed  in  pain, 
Earthly  friends  cannot  deliver; 

Swords  and  bucklers,  are  all  vain. 
Be  our  buckler,  thou  whose  pity 
Bore  the  shame  upon  the  tree: 
Man  of  Sorrows!  in  our  sorrows 
We  can  only  trust  in  thee. 

2  On  the  darkly  heaving  billows. 

Thou  didst  walk,  and  they  were  still ; 
Thou  canst  stay  the  ills  that  press  us, 

They  are  servants  to  thy  will. 
Thou  alone  art  King  of  nations, 

Lord  of  life  and  victory : 
Man  of  Sorrows !  in  our  sorrows 

We  can  only  trust  in  thee. 
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due  our  heart's  rebellion. 
That 
bought  *-f  evil  can  t ei 

That  ccines  down  i rom  hand  of  thine. 
May  - 

u  _ 

;ui  oulv  tr 

21.  Itodds. 


I  I      vide. 

THOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright. 
_h  friends  should  all  fail. 

TIL.' 

ne  thing  secures  us.  whatever  betide. 
The  promise  assures  us  rd  will  pn 

2  The  birds,  without "  fed; 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread: 

;ints  what 
So  long  as  "tis  written..  "The  Lord  will  pr<. 

3  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  our  path. 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith: 

unot  take  from  us  (though  oft  he  has  tried) 
art-cheering  promise,  "The  Lord  will  pro- 
Tkk 

4  He  tells  us  we're  weak. — our  hope  is  in  vain; 
The  god  that  we  er  shall  obtain: 
But  when  such  sugge-*  -  :aces  have  tried, 
This  answers  all  que-"    os,        be  Lord  willpro- 

vi-L- 

-trength  of  our  own.  nor  goodness  we  claim : 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jt>us*  name: 
In  thi-  .  -  hide: 

The  J  -  . 


SUBMISSION  AND  TRUS1. 

G  "When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through: 
Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  "The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide.'1 

J.  Newton. 


Ut)  I  The  Firm  Foundation. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints*of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
To  you,  who  for  refuge  to  Jesus  have  tied? 

2  "Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismayed, 
For  I  am  thy  God,  I  will  still  give  thee  aid; 

I'll  streugthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand, 
Upheld  by  my  gracious,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  '  'When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  "When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply, 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  "E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  besom  be  borne. 

6  "The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake!" 

Georqe  Keith, 
381 


FRUITS   OF   T  VLVATIOX. 

C.    P.  M. 

God  a  Present  Help  in  Trouble,, 

OGOD.  thy  faithfulness  I  plead: 
My  present  help  in  time  of  need, 
My  great  deliv'rer  thou ! 
Haste  to  mine  aid,  thine  ear  incline, 
And  rescue  this  poor  soul  of  mine: 
I  claim  the  promise  now. 

2  One  only  way  the  erring  mind 

Of  man 'short-sighted  man,  can  find, 

Froni  inbred  sin  to  fly: 
Stronger  than  love,  I  fondly  thought 
Death,  only  death,  can  cut  the  knot, 

"Which  love  cannot  untie. 

3  But  thou.  0  Lord,  art  full  of  grace; 
Thy  love  can  find  a  thousand  ways 

To  foolish  man  unknown: 
My  soul  upon  thy  love  I  cast ; 
I  rest   me  till  the  storni  is  past, 

Upon  thy  love  alone. 

Charles  Wetley. 


L.  M. 
God  our  Refuge. 

("i  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints. 
T    When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints. 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there, 

Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world. 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar; 
In  sacred"  peace  our  souls  abide . 

While  every  nation,  every  shore. 

Trembles*,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide, 
888 


SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

4  There  is  a  stream  -whose  gentle  flow- 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God, 

Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 
Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls  •, 

Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

6  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  threatening  hour ; 

Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 
Isaac  Watts. 

ROO  L  M- 

UUU        Believing  against  Hope. 

AWAY,  my  Unbelieving  fear ! 
Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face: 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no, 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  den)-, 
Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 

The  withering  fig-trees  droop  and  die, 

The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil, 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

3  In  hope,  believing  against  hope, 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claim; 

Jesus,  my  strength,  shall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name; 
To  me  he  soon  shall  bring  it  nigh ; 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

383  Charles  Wesley. 


601 
C 


FEUIT3   OF  SALVATIOX. 


r.  c,  s 

Jesus  the  Same  Forever. 
TAST  on  the  fidelity 

J    Of  my  redeeming  Lord, 

1  shall  his  salvation  see. 
According  to  his  word: 

Credence  to  his  word  I  give ; 

My  Saviour  in  distresses  past 
A\  .11  not  now  his  servant  leave, 

But  bring  me  through  at  last 

2  Better  than  my  boding  fears 
To  me  thou  oft  hast  proved : 

Oft  observed  my  silent  tears, 

And  challenged  thy  beloved: 
Mercy  to  my  rescue  flew, 

And  death  ungrasped  his  fainting  prey 
Pain  before  thy  face  withdrew, 

And  sorrow  fled  away. 

3  Xow  as  yesterday  the  same, 
In  aU  my  troubles  nigh. 

Je sus.  on  thy  word  and  name 

I  steadfastly  rely: 
Sure  as  now  the  grief  I  feel. 
^  The  promised  joy  I  soon  shall  have; 
Saved  again,  to  sinners  tell 

Thy  power  and  will  to  save. 

4  To  thy  blessed  will  resigned, 
And  stayed  on  that  alone, 

I  thy  perfect  strength  shall  find, 

Thy  faithful  mercies  own; 
Compassed  i  ound  v  ith  songs  of  prs 

My  all  to  my  Redeemer  give; 
Spread  thy  miracles  of  gra 
And  to  thy  glory  li 

Ckarlu  Wedey, 
384 


SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

af]i)  88,  86. 

UU>6  Resting  in  Jesus. 

OHOLY  Saviour,  Friend  unseen, 
Since  on  thy  arm  thou  biddest  me  lean 
Help  me  throughout  life's  varying  scene, 
By  faith  to  rest  in  thee. 

2  Blest  with  this  fellowship  divine, 
Take  what  thou  wilt,  111  ne'er  repine, 
E'en  as  the  branches  in  the  vine 

My  soul  shall  rest  in  thee. 

3  Far  from  her  home,  fatigued,  oppressed, 
Here  has  she  found  her  place  of  rest; 

An  exile  still,  though  not  unblessed, 
"While  she  can  rest  in  thee. 

4  Without  a  murmur  I  dismiss 
My  former  dreams  of  earthly  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  consolation  this, 

Each  hour  to  rest  in  thee. 

5  Though  faith  and  hope  may  long  be  tried, 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside ; 

How  safe,  how  calm,  how  satisfied, 
The  soul  that  rests  on  thee. 

6  They  fear  not  Satan,  nor  the  grave, 
They  feel  thee  near  and  strong  to  save ; 
Nor  dread  to  cross  e'en  death's  cold  wave, 

Because  they  rest  in  thee. 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


8,  7, 
God  a  Mighty  Fortress. 

A  MIGHTY  fortress  is  our  God, 
A  bulwark  never  failing: 
Our  Helper  he,  amid  the  flood 

Of  mortal  ills  prevailing. 
For  still  our  ancient  foe 
Doth  seek  to  work  us  woe ; 
His  craft  and  power  are  great, 
And,  armed  with  cruel  hate, 
On  earth  is  not  his  equal. 


FRUITS  OP  SALVATION. 

2  Did  we  in  our  own  strength  confide, 
Our  striving  would  be  losing ; 

Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 
The  man  of  God's  own  choosing. 

Dost  ask  who  that  may  be.- 

Christ  Jesus,  it  is  he, 

Lord  Sabaoth  is  his  name, 

From  age  to  age  the  same, 
And  he  must  win  the  battle. 

3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils  filled, 
Should  threaten  to  undo  us ; 

We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 
His  truth  to  triumph  through  us. 

The  prince  of  darkness  grim — 

We  tremble  not  for  him; 

His  rage  we  can  endure, 

For  lo !  his  doom  is  sure, 
One  little  word  shall  fell  him. 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers, 
No  thanks  to  them — abideth ; 

The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 
Through  him  who  with  us  sideth. 

Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 

This  mortal  life  also: 

The  body  they  may  kill : 

God's  truth  abideth  still, 
His  kingdom  is  forever. 

Martin  Lather.  Tr.  by  F.  E.  Hedge. 


bU4        Gently  Lead  Us. 

GENTLY,  Lord,  0  gently  lead  us 
Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears; 
And,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears. 

O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 


SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 
When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 

Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish. 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 
Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 

Till,  by  angel-bands  attended, 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 

Thomas  Hastings, 


OAPT  C.  M. 

DUO    In  Fear  and  Trembling. 

FATHER  of  lights,  thy  needful  aid 
To  us  that  ask,  impart; 
Mistrustful  of  ourselves,  afraid 
Of  our  own  treacherous  heart. 

2  O'erwhelmed  with  justest  fear,  again 
To  thee  for  help  we  call: 

W«here  many  mightier  have  been  slam, 
By  thee  unsaved,  we  fall. 

3  Ah !  what  avails  superior  light, 
Without  superior  love ; 

We  see  the  truth,  we  judge  aright, 
And  wisdom's  ways  approve. 

4  In  spite  of  our  resolves,  we  fear 
Our  own  infirmity ; 

Aud  tremble  at  the  trial  near, 
And  cry,  O  God,  to  thee ! 

J5  Our  only  help  in  danger's  hour, 

Our  only  strength  thou  art; 
Above  the  world  and  Satau's  power, 

And  greater  than  our  heart. 

38? 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATIOX. 

C  Ts  from  ourselves  thou  canst  secure, 

Iu  nature's  slippery  wa>  s; 
And  make  our  feeble  footsteps  sure, 

By  thy  sufficient  grace. 

Charles  Wesley. 

606 


F 


4.  Calm  and  Thankful  Heart. 
ATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 


Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise : 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart. 
From  every  murmur  free ; 

The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 
My  life  and  death  attend; 

Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Anne  SteeU 

OU  /    The  Only  Solace  in  Sorrow. 

OTHOU  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee. 

2  The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 
When  winter  comes,  are  flown; 

And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  teare  alone. 

3  But  Christ  can  heal  that  broken  heart, 
Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 

Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

4  O  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 
Did  not  his  wing  of  love 

Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom, 
Our  peace-branch  from  above, 
888 


SUBMISSION  AND   TRUST. 

5  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  him,  grows  bright, 

"With  more  than  rapture's  ray : 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light, 

"We  never  saw  by  day. 

T.  JToore. 

DUO        Lessons  of  the  Cross. 
"VfEYER  further  than  thy  cross, 
1\     ISever  higher  than  thy  feet : 
Here  earth's  precious  things  seem  dross: 
Here  earth's  bitter  things  grow  sweet. 

2  Gazing  thus  our  sin  we  see, 
Leara  thy  love  while  gazing  thus, 

Sin,  whichlaid  the  cross  on  thee, 
Love,  which  bore  the  cross  for  us. 

3  Here  we  learn  to  serve  and  give, 
And,  rejoicing,  self  deny ; 

Here  we  gather  love  to  live, 
Here  we  gather  faith  to  die. 

4  Pressing  onward  as  we  can, 
Still  to  this  our  hearts  must  tend; 

"Where  our  earliest  hopes  began, 
There  our  last  aspirings  end ; 

5  Till  amid  the  hosts  of  light, 
"We  in  thee  redeemed,  complete, 

Through  th)-  cross  made  pure  and  white, 
Cast  our  crowns  before  thy  feet. 

2fr*.  Elizabeth  Charles. 


bUy     Weak  unci  Helpless. 

SOI^  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant; 
Still  supply  my  every  want ; 
Tree  of  life,  thine  influence  shed: 
From  thy  fullness  I  am  fed. 
2  Tenderest  branch,  alas !  am  I, 
"Wither  without  thee  and  die ; 
"Weak  as  helpless  infancy : 
O  confirm  my  soid  in  thee  I 
888 


7. 


FRUITS   OF   SALVATION. 

3  Unsustained  by  thee.  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call: 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed. 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend ; 
Love  rue,  save  me  to  the  es 
Give  me  persevering  grace ; 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 

Charles  WetUy. 


610 

N 


C.  11 

.4  Refuge  in  Distress. 


-"OTT  to  the  haven  of  thy  breast, 
J\     0  Bon  of  man.  I  fly;* 
Be  thou  my  refuge  and  my  rest, 
For  0 !  the  storm  is  high. 

2  Protect  me  from  the  f u:  ions  blast ; 
My  shield  and  shelter  be : 

Hide  me.  my  Saviour,  till  o'erpast 
The  storm  of  sin  I  see. 

S  As  welcome  as  the  water-spring 

Is  to  a  barren  place, 
Jesus,  descend  on  me,  and  bring 

Thy  sweet,  refreshing  grace. 

4  As  o'er  a  parched  and  weary  land, 

A  rock  exteuds  its  shade. 
Bo  hide  me.  Saviour,  with  thy  hand, 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

5  In  all  the  times  of  my  di-* 
Thou  hast  my  succor  been ; 

And  in  my  utter  helplessness, 
Restraining  me  from  sin; 

0  How  swift  to  save  me  didst  thou  m  >ve 

In  every  trying  hour; 
O  still  protect  me  with  thy  love. 
And  shield  me  with  thy  power. 

Charlm  PPMfer. 
390 


SUBMISSION  AND  TRUST. 

All  c  ^ 

Ul  l    Glorying  in  Tribulations. 
rpHEE,  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
Jl     Thee,  Saviour,  wo  adoi'c : 
Thee  in  affliction's  furnace  praise, 
And  magnify  thy  power. 

2  Thy  power,  in  human  weakness  shown, 
Shall  make  us  all  entire ; 

"We  now  thy  guardian  presence  own, 
And  walk,  unburnt,  in  fire. 

3  Thee,  Son  of  man,  by  faith  we  see, 
And  glory  in  our  Guide ; 

Surrounded  and  upheld  by  thee, 
The  fiery  test  abide. 

4  The  fire  our  graces  shall  refine, 
Till,  moulded  from  above, 

We  bear  the  character  divine, 
The  stamp  of  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

ft19  c  M- 

U  1  d  Fullness  of  Joy  in  His  Presence. 

THY  gracious  presence,  O  my  God, 
All  that  I  wish  contains ; 
With  this,  beneath  affliction's  load, 

My  heart  no  more  complains. 
2  This  can  my  every  care  control, 
Gild  each  dark  scene  with  light: 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul; 
"Without  it  all  is  night. 

A.  Steele;  ■ 

ft  1 Q  7> 6 1; 

U  I O  Christ  our  Exemplar. 

GO  TO  dark  Gethsemane, 
Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  him  on©  bitter  hour; 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 
391  P    J 


FRUITS  OF   SAL'.  aTIOX. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall : 
View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned ; 

0  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 
O  the  pangs  nL  soul  sustained ! 

Shun  not  suffering,  shanK\  or  loss; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb 
There,  adoring  at  his  fett, 

Mark  that  miracle  of  time. 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete: 
'Tt  is  finished !"  hear  him  cry ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die, 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb. 
Where  they  laid  his  breathless 

All  is  solitude  and  gloom ; 

Who  hath  taken  him  awav ! 
Christ  is  risen ;  he  meets  our 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise ! 

J.  Montgomery. 

Ml 

Oil  Glorying  in  the  On  -  • 

TN  THE  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 

J.    Towering  o"er  the  wrecks  of  time : 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 
2  When  the  woes  of  life  overtake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy. 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me: 

Still  it  glows  with  peace  and  ] 

1  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 
Light  and  love  upon  my  way. 

^rom  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lusti-e  to  the  day. 

i  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 
By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 

Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  evermore  abide. 

Sir  J.  'Bowering. 


HUMILIATION. 

HUMILIATION. 

filZ  CM. 

U  1  O     For  Quickening  Grace. 

LONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
Of  thy  salvation,  Lord: 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word! 

2  My  gracious  Saviour  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 

Or  blessings  of  thy  throne ! 

S  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love! 

How  negligent  my  f ear ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above ! 

How  few  affections  there! 

4  Great  God !  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success; 
Write  thy  salvation  on  my  heart, 

And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

Isaac  Watts. 

ftlft  c  if. 

UJU  Awaking  in  Thy  Likeness 

JESUS,  the  all-restoring  Word, 
My  fallen  spirit's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likeness,  Lord, 
Ah!  when  shall  I  wake  up 2 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way; 

Quicken  my  soul,  instruct  my  heart, 
My  sinking  footsteps  stay. 

S  Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  below, 

In  heaven  above,  to  give, 
Give  me  thy  only  love  to  know, 

In  thee  to  walk  and  live, 
303 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

4  Fill  rue  with  all  the  life  of  love; 
In  mystic  union  join 

Me  to  thyself,  and  let  nie  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 

5  Open  the  intercourse  between 
My  longing  soul  and  thee, 

Never  to  be  broke  off  again 
To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 


617 


Instability. 

JESUS,  shall  I  never  be 
Firudy  grounded  upon  thee? 
Never  by  thy  work  abide? 
Never  in  thy  woundsraSide  ? 
I  O  how  wavering  is  my  mind, 
Tossed  about  with  every  wind ; 
O  how  quickly  doth  my  heart 
From  the  living  God  depart. 

3  Jesus,  let  my  nature  feel 
Thou  art  God  unchangeable: 
Jah,  Jehovah,  great  I  AM. 
Speak  into  my  soul  thy  name. 

4  Grant  that  every  moment  I 
May  believe  and  feel  thee  nigh ; 
Steadfastly  behold  thy  face. 
'Stabhshed  with  abiding  grace. 

Charles  Wesley. 

ft 1  Q  s-  M- 

vJO     The  Warning  \  oiee  of  Jesus. 

C1RACIOUS  Redeemer,  shake 
T    This  slumber  from  my  soul ! 
Say  to  me  now,  "Awake,  awake!" 

And  Christ  shall  make  thee  whole. 
2  Lay  to  thy  mighty  hand ; 

Alarm  me  in  this  hour ; 
And  make  me  fully  understand 
The  thunder  of  thy  power. 
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HUMILIATION. 

3  Give  me  on  thee  to  call, 
Always  to  watch  and  pray, 

Lest  I  into  temptation  fall, 
And  cast  my  shield  away. 

4  For  each  assault  prepared, 
And  ready  may  I  be; 

Forever  standing  on  my  guard, 
And  looking  up  to  thee. 

5  0  do  thou  always  warn 
My  soul  of  evil  near; 

When  to  the  right  or  left  I  turn, 
Thy  voice  still  let  me  hear: 

6  "Come  back!  this  is  the  way; 
Come  back,  and  walk  therein;" 

O  may  I  hearken  and  obey, 
And  shun  the  paths  of  sin. 

Charles  Wesley. 


f>  1  Q  L.  M. 

U  1  V  The  Spirit  of  the  Ancient  Worthies. 

OFOR  that  flame  of  living  fire, 
4  Which  shone  so  bright  in  saints  of  old; 
Which  bade  their  souls  to  heaven  aspire, 
Calm  in  distress,  in  danger  bold. 

2  Where  is  that  Spirit,  Lord,  which  dwelt 
In  Abraham's  breast,  and  sealed  him  thine? 

Which  made  Paul's  heart  with  sorrow  melt, 
And  glow  with  energy  divine? 

3  That  Spirit,  which  from  age  to  age 
Proclaimed  thy  love,  and  taught  thy  ways? 

Brightened  Isaiah's  vivid  page, 
And  breathed  in  David's  hallowed  lays? 

4  Is  not  thy  grace  as  mighty  now 
As  when  Elijah  felt  its  power ; 

When  glory  beamed  from  Moses'  brow, 
Or  Job  endured  the  trying  hour? 


FRUITS  OF  SaLVaTI-N. 

5  Remember.  Lord,  the  ancient  day? ; 

Renew  thy  work :  thy  grace  restore : 
And  while  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise, 

On  us  thv  Holv  Spirit  pour. 

W.  H.  BalhunL 


620  * 


L.  M. 
2so  Ico.ce  but  in  the  Favor  of  G 

0  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love 
That  marked  our  union  with  the  Lord? 
Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above, 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 

2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 
To  make  our  Saviours-  glory  known? 

That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men. 
And  kept  oar  eye  on  him  rJone. 

3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons,  stent 
In  fellowship  with  him  we  loved ! 

TL-r  *  content. 

The  blessedness  that  thtn  we  proved? 

4  Behold,  acrain  we  turn  to  thee: 

:gh  vile: 
I>o  peace  we  L  we  see. 

O  Lord  our  God.  but  in  thv  smile. 

T.  Kdly. 

621  Zeal  Implored. 

OTHOU,  who  all  things  canst  control. 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul; 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe. 
Give  cei)  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  mav  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light 
Pierce  through,  dispel,  the  shade  of  night: 
Touch  mv  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire : 
With  holy,  conquering  zeal  inspire. 

3  Wat  zeal  I  sirh.  for  zeal  I  pant: 
Yet  hea w  is  my  soul,  and  faint : 
With  steps  unwavering,  undismayed, 
Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread. 


GROWTH, 

4  With  outstretched  hands,  and  streaming  eyes, 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize: 

I  groan,  I  strive,  i  watch,  I  pray ; 
But  ah !  my  zeal  soon  dies  away. 

5  The  deadly  slumber  then  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal : 

Rise,  Lord,  stir  up  thy  quickening  power, 
And  wake  me  tbat  I  sleep  no  more. 

From  the  German.     Tr.  by  John  Wesley 

fii)i)  L.  M. 

\)/Ci/u    Danger  of  Final  Apostasy. 

AH!  LORD,  with  trembling  I  confess, 
A  gracious  soul  may  fall  from  grace; 
The  salt  may  lose  its  seasoning  power, 
And  never,  never  find  it  more. 

2  Lest  that  my  fearful  case  should  be, 
Each  moment  knit  my  soul  to  thee; 
And  lead  me  to  the  mount  above, 
Through  the  low  vale  of  humble  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


GROWTH. 

8,7,4. 
Guide  and  Guard  Me. 

GUIDE  me,  O  thou  s:reat  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land: 

1  am  weak — but   hou  prt  mighty ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  new  the  crystal  fountain, 
"Whence  the  healing  waters  flow; 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through: 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 
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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside: 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current* 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

W.  Williams. 

at)  A  8, 7. 

U/6  x     Worldly  Pleasures  Renounced. 

YAIN  are  all  terrestrial  pleasures ; 
Mixed  with  dross  the  purest  gold; 
Seek  we  then  for  heavenly  treasures, 

Treasures  never  waxing  old. 
Let  our  best  affections  centre 

On  the  things  around  the  throne: 
There  no  thief  can  ever  enter; 
Moth  and  rust  are  there  unknown. 

2  Earthly  joys  no  longer  please  us; 
Here  would  we  renounce  them  all* 

Seek  our  only  rest  in  Jesus, 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  call. 

Faith,  our  languid  spirits  cheering, 
Points  to  brighter  worlds  above; 

Bids  us  look  for  his  appearing ; 
Bids  us  triumph  in  his  love. 

3  May  our  light  be  always  burning, 
And  our  loins  be  girded  round, 

Waiting  for  our  Lord's  returning, 
Longing  for  the  welcome  sound. 
Thus  the  Christian  life  adorning, 

Never  need  we  be  afraid, 
Should  he  come  at  night  or  morning, 
Early  dawn,  or  evening  shade. 

L.E.  Ford. 
)K  L.  M. 

The  Vcnv  Sealed  at  the  Cross. 

LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine; 
With  full  consent  thine  would  I  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 


GROWTH. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace; 

A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuers  blood. 

3  Thine  would  I  live — thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity ; 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal, 
And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

4  Here,  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God, 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

5  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 
The  great  engagement  to  perform ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 

S.  Davles. 


£9A  K  M- 

\J/0\J  Heavenly  Bliss  in  Prospect. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  on  wings  sublime, 
Above  the  vanities  of  time; 
Let  faith  now  pierce  the  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new,  celestial  birth, 
Why  should  I  grovel  here  on  earth? 
Why  grasp  at  vain  and  fleeting  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  *ne  on  the  road 
The  narrow  road  that  leads  to  God? 
Or  can  I  love  this  earth  so  well, 

As  not  to  long  with  God  to  dwell? 

4  To  dwell  with  God,— to  taste  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above: 

The  glorious  expectation  now 
Is  heavenly  bliss  begun  below. 

T.  Gibbons. 


FRUITS   OF   SALVATION. 

ft97  L  u 

U it  l   Living  to  serve  the ca use  of  C h rust. 

MY  GRACIOUS  Lord,  I  own  thy  right. 
To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
Au  1  call  it  tny  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates,  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee. 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end? 

'Tis  my  delight  thy  face  to  see, 
And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend. 

3  I  would  not  sigh  for  worldly  j< :y, 
Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good"; 

^or  future  days  nor  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad 

4  "Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live, 
To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died; 

Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  voutliful  vigor  is  no  more; 

And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
His  saving  love,  his  glorious  power. 

P.  JJod-Jridg*. 

VjRj  Your  Life  is  hid  icith  Christ.'  ' 
"V~E  FAITHFUL  souls,  who  Jesus  know, 
JL     If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 
Superior  to  the  joys  below, 
His  resurrections  power  declare. 

2  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove: 
By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven: 

And  seek  the  glorious  things  above, 
And  follow  Christ  your  head  to  heaven. 

3  There  your  exalted  Saviour  see. 
Seated"  at  Gods  light  hand  again, 

In  all  his  Father's  majesty, 
In  everlasting  pomp  to  reign. 
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GROWTH. 

4  To  him  continually  aspire, 
Contending  for  your  native  place, 

And  emulate  the  angel  choir, 
And  only  live  to  love  and  praise. 

5  For  who  by  faith  your  Lord  receive, 
Ye  nothing  seek  or  want  beside, 

Dead  to  the  world  and  sin  ye  live ; 
Your  creature-love  is  crucified. 

6  Your  real  life,  with  Christ  concealed, 
Deep  in  the  Father's  bosom  lies; 

And  glorious  as  your  Head  revealed, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 

Charles  Wesley. 

ft9Q  L- M- 

\)/Qu  Sustaining  Grace  Prayed  for. 

TAUGHT  by  our  Lord,  we  will  not  pray 
Out  of  the  world  to  be  removed, 
But  keep  us,  in  our  evil  day, 

Till  patient  faith  is  fully  proved. 
2  From  sin,  the  world,  and  Satan's  snare. 

The  members  of  thy  Son  defend, 
Till  ajl  thy  character  we  bear, 
And  grace  matured  in  glory  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 

7. 
The  Pilgrim's  Song. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing ; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy!now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  banished  seed,  be  glad ; 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made: 
Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

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FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

4  Lift  up  your  eyes,  yc  sons  of  light; 
Zion's  city  is  in  sight: 

There  our  endless  home  shall  be, 
There  our  Lord  we  soon  shall  see. 

5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand, 
On  the  borders  of  our  land ; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 

6  Lord !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below: 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

J.  Ceniiick. 


631 


7,  6,  8. 
Adieu  to  the  World. 

VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good: 
Only  Je3us  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood : 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego; 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain ; 
'Tis  all  but  vanity: 

Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  rae. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woo 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest; 
My  fluctuating  heart 

From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart: 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified, 
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GROWTH. 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace. 
And  pleasure  without  end ; 

This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

5  0  that  I  could  all  invito, 
This  saving  truth  to  prove; 

Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height, 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  applied ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley. 


00,6  The  World  has  Lost  its  Charms^  ' 

LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue; 
It  has  no  charms  for  me: 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  can  no  longer  please, 
Nor  happiness  afford : 

Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 
The  stars,  are  all  concealed, 

So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice ; 
I  bid  them  all  depart: 

His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 

J.  Newton. 
403 


H 


-    JL  VaTIOX. 

CM. 
ty  of  Earthly  Enjoyments. 
OW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
-  .  and  yet  now  Fjirl 
leasnre  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  e  :  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
(_-.  ive  but  a  Battering  light ; 

suspect  some  danger  n 
Where  we  tight 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood, 

bey  divide  our  wavering  tninds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God. 

4  Thei  ndnesa    :  a  creature's  love. 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense: 

Thither  the  warm  a:1 

Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  My  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  Bool's  eternal  food: 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

:-:  Watts. 

C.  ML 

Gratitude. 
'"HFX  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising*  soul  sur%"eys. 
Transported  with  the  view,"  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  ".Then  in  the  slippery  p>aths  of  youth, 
With  heed.  1  ran: 

Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man.  * 

3  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths* 
It  gently  cleared  my  way ; 

And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice 
More  to  be  feared  than  the  v. 
404 


034 
W 


GROWTH. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  "I'll  pursue; 

And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  pleasing  theme  renew. 

5  Through  all  eteruity  to  thee 
A  grateful  song  111  raise; 

But  O !  eternity 's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

J,  Addison 

PQ,<  C.  M. 

0  O  0      The  Race  for  Glory. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve. 
And  press  with  vigor  on; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 

'Tis  he  whose  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey, 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

4  Blest  Saviour !  introduced  by  thee, 
Our  race  have  we  begun; 

And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
We'll  lay  our  trophies  down. 

i.\  Doddridge. 

PQP  C.  M. 

0 00  The  Steward  of  the  Lord. 

FATHER,  into  thy  hands  alone 
I  have  my  all  restored: 
My  all,  thy  property  I  own: 
The  steward  of  the  Lord. 
2  Confiding  wholly  in  thy  love, 
Through  Jesus  strengthening  me 

1  wait  thy  faithfulness  to  prove. 
And  give  back  all  to  thee. 

405 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

3  Determined  all  thy  will  to-obey, 

Thy  blessings  I  restore ; 
Give,  Lord,  or  take  thy  gifts  away, 

I  praise  thee  evermore. 

Charles  Wesley. 


637 


L.  M.  6L 

Pilgrims  and  Strangers. 

LEADER  of  faithful  souls,  and  guide 
Of  all  that  travel  to  the  sky, 
Come,  and  with  us,  e'en  us  abide, 
Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely : 
On  thee  alone  our  spirits  stay, 
While  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 

2  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below, 
This  earth,  we  know,  is  not  our  place; 

But  hasten  through  the  vale  of  woe, 

And,  restless  to  behold  thy  face, 
Swift  to  our  heavenly  country  move, 
Our  everlasting  home  above. 

3  We've  no  abiding  city  here, 
But  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 

Thither  our  steady  course  we  steer, 

Aspiring  to  the  "plains  of  light, 
Jerusalem,  the  saints'  abode, 
I    Whose  founder  is  the  living  God. 

4  Patient  the  appointed  race  to  run, 
This  weary  world  we  cast  behind ; 

From  strength  to  strength  we  travel  on, 

The  New  Jerusalem  to  find: 
Our  labor  this,  our  only  aim, 
To  find  the  New  Jerusalem. 

5  Through  thee  who  all  our  sins  hast  borne, 
Freely  and  graciously  forgiven, 

With  songs  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  hear  on; 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King, 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  sing. 
406 


GROWTH . 

6  Raised  by  the  breath  of  love  divine, 
We  urge  our  way  with  strength  renewed; 

The  church  of  the  first-born  to  join, 
We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God: 

With  joy  upon  our  heads  arise, 
And  meet  our  Saviour  in  the  skies. 

Cliarles  Wesley. 


(ZOO  L.  M.  61. 

UOO        i"  Give  up  my  Will. 

MASTER,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim ; 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  I  long  to  be; 
Thou  seest,  at  last,  I  willing  am, 

Where'er  thou  go'st  to  follow  thee: 
Myself  in  all  things  to  deny; 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  live  and  die. 

2  What'er  my  sinful  flesh  requires, 
For  thee  I  cheerfully  forego: 

My  covetous  and  vain  desires, 

My  hopes  of  happiness  below ; 
My  senses'  and  my  passions'  food, 
And  all  my  thirst  for  creature-good. 

3  Pleasure,  and  wealth,  and  praise  no  more 
Shall  lead  my  captive  soul  astray ; 

My  fond  pursuits  I  all  give  o'er ; 

Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  obey: 
My  own  in  all  things  to  resign, 
And  know  no  other  will  but  thine. 

4  Wherefore  to  thee  I  all  resign ; 
Being  thou  art  and  Love,  and  Power: 

Thy  only  will  be  done,  not  mine  ! 

Thee,  Lord,  let  heaven  and  earth  adore  ! 
Flow  back  the  rivers  to  the  sea, 
And  let  our  all  be  lost  in  thee  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
407 


FRUITS  OF   SALVATION. 

L.  M.  6  1. 

An  Eye  Single  to  the  Glory  of  God. 

BEHOLD !  the  servant  of  the  Lord, 
I  wait  thy  guiding  hand  to  feel ; 
To  hear  and  keep  thy  every  word, 

To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will: 
Joy  fid  from  rny  own 'works  to  cease, 
Glad  to  fulfill  all  righteousness. 

2  And  if  thy  grace  vouchsafe  to  use, 
The  meanest  of  thy  creatures,  me, 

The  deed,  the  time,  the  manner  chcose; 

Let  all  my  fruit  be  found  of  thee: 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
By  thee  to  full  perfection  brought. 

3  My  every  weak,  though  good  design, 
Overrule  or  change,  as  seems  thee  meet; 

Jesus,  let  all  my  work  be  thine ! 

Thy  work,  O  Lord,  is  all  complete, 
And  pleasing  in  thy  Father's  sight ; 
Thou  only  hast  done  all  things  right. 

4  Here,  then,  to  thee  thine  own  I  leave ; 
Mould  as  thou  wilt  thy  passive  clay; 

But  let  me  all  thy  stamp  receive, 
But  let  me  all  thy  words  obey: 
Serve  with  a  single  heart  and  eye, 
And  to  thy  glory  live  and  die. 

Charles  Wesley, 


r*  |  a  L.  M.  6 1. 

0"lU     The  Finze  of  our  High  Calling. 

JESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare; 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there: 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  I  am; 
Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame. 
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2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 
May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone: 

O  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole, 

My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown: 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove 
My  every  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  Unwearied  may  I  this  pursue; 
Dauntless  to  the  high  prize  aspire ; 

Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 
This  holy  flame,  this  heavenly  fire: 

And  day  and  night,  be  all  my  care 
To  guard  the  sacred  treasure  there. 

4  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace ; 
In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power: 

And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 

P.  Gerhardt.     Tr.  by  J.  Wesley 

Uil         Self -consecration. 

LORD,  in  the  strength  of  grace, 
With  a  glad  heart  and  free, 
Myself,  my  residue  of  days, 
I  consecrate  to  thee. 

2  Thy  ransomed  servant,  I 

Restore  to  thee  thine  own ; 
And  from  this  moment  live  or  die, 

To  serve  my  God  alone. 

Charles  Wesley. 

ft/19  s  M 

Ux/6       Charity,  or  Love. 

HAD  I  the  gift  of  tongues, 
Great  God,  without  thy  grace, 
My  loudest  words,  my  loftiest  songs, 
Would  be  but  sounding  brass. 
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FRUITS   OF   SALTATION*. 

2  Though  thou  shouldst  give  uie  skill 
Each  mystery  to  explain : 

Without  a  heart  to  do  thy  will. 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

3  Had  I  such  faith  in  God. 
As  mountains  to  remove. 

No  faith  could  work  effectual  gccd 
That  did  not  work  by  love. 

4  Grant,  then,  this  one  request. 
Whatever  be  denied. 

That  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast. 
And  all  mv  actions  guide. 

Bennett. 


ft  13  S  M 

Ui'J  Strengthen  the  Weak  Hands. 

THOU  seest  our  weakness.  Lord; 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee ; 
O  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand. 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

2  Let  us  in  life,  in  death. 

Thy  steadfast  truth  declare: 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath. 

Thv  love  and  guardian  care. 

J.  Wedey. 

044  Fear  of  Offending  God. 

LORD,  if  thou  hast  bestowed 
On  me  this  gracious  fear. 
This  horror  of  offending  God. 
O  keep  it  always  here : 

2  And  that  I  never  more 

May  from  thy  ways  depart. 
Enter,  with  all  thy  mercy's  power. 
And  dwell  within  mv  heart. 

*  Charle*  Wesley. 
410 


GROWTH. 

OAK  C.  P.  M. 

0  ±0      Loving  Gratitude. 

BE  IT  my  only  wisdom  here, 
To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear 
With  loving  gratitude : 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 
And  walking  in"  the  good. 

2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Jesus  to  me  be  given : 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


UiU        Looking  unto  Jesus. 

ARE  there  not  in  the  laborer's  day, 
Twelve  hours,  in  which  he  safely  may 
His  calling's  work  pursue? 
Though  sin  and  Satan  still  are  near, 
Nor  sin  nor  Satan  can  I  fear, 
With  Jesus  in  my  view. 

2  Light  of  the  world !  thy  beams  I  bless ; 
On  thee,  bright  Sun  of  righteousness, 

My  faith  hath  fixed  its  eye: 
Guided  by  thee,  through  all  I  go, 
Nor  fear  the  ruin  spread  below, 

For  thou  art  always  nigh. 

3  Ten  thousand  snares  my  path  beset, 
Yet  will  I,  Lord,  the  work  complete, 

Which  thou  to  me  hast  given; 
Regardless  of  the  pains  I  feel, 
Close  by  the  gates  of  death  and  hell, 

I  urge  m}^  way  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley 

4n 


647 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

L.   M. 


The  Al!-sn£ncient  Portion. 

OLOVE,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart. 
And  guard  the  gift  thyself  hast  given: 
My  port  ion,  thou,  my  treasure  art. 
My  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

£  Would  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  share? 

Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be; 
The  idol  from  my  breast  1*11  tear. 

Resolved  to  seek  my  all  in  thee. 

3  TVhate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 
To  thee,  my  Lord.  I  here  restore ; 

Gladly  I  all  to  thee  resign ; 
Give  me  thvself ,  I  ask  no  more. 
t  '/• 


p  in  L.  M. 

UiO  LMng  to  the  Glory  of  God. 

OTHOU :  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  heaits  of  all  men  in  thy  hand ; 
Oar  "wayward,  erring  hearts  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 

-2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul; 

O'er  all  mav  we  victorious  prove 
That  stands  between  us  and  thy  love. 

3  Thrice  West  will  all  our  blessings  be. 
TThr-n  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee ; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 
Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
Mav  we  t<:>  thee  all  glory  give. 
Until  the  rinal  summons  come, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 

■'-'ill. 
412 


649 


GROWTH. 

L.  M. 

Following  the  Saviour. 

OTHOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee* 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 

2  "Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  "When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee ; 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

5  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

G.  Tersterqen.   Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

azr\  l.  m. 

U  O  U      Not  Ashamed  of  Jesus. 

JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee ! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  da}rs. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  her  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

413 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATI 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus:— that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend; 
:      —  ^henlhmsh,  bethismy  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name, 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus ! — yes  I  nay. 
When  I"ve  no  guilt  to  wash  aw„ 

1 1    --raf  to  wipe,  no  good  to  era 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain,) 
Till  then.  1  bc^st  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And  O.  may  this  my  glory  be. 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

J.  Grigg. 


651 


Xot  Ashamed  of  the  Gospel. 

1-hamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
to  defend  his  can 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glories  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God! — I  know  his  name; 
His  name  is  all  my  trust : 

Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
let  my  hope"  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure 

What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  dec 


4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face. 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  mv  soul  a  place. 

baae  Watt*. 
CM 


GROWTH. 

C.  M. 

His  Service  is  Perfect  Freedom. 

BEHOLD !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 
The  Master's  blessed  will; 
My  Lord  in  outward  works  pursue, 

And  serve  his  pleasure  still. 
Thus  faithful  to  my  Lord's  commands, 

I  choose  the  better  part, 
And  serve  with  careful  Martha's  hand3, 
But  loving  Mary's  heart. 

2  Though  careful,  without  care  I  am, 
Nor  feel  my  happy  toil, 

Preserved  in  peace  by  Jesus'  name, 

Supported  by  his  smile : 
Rejoicing  thus  my  faith  to  show, 

His  service  my  reward ; 
While  every  work  I  do  below, 

I  do  it  to  the  Lord. 

3  0 !  that  the  world  the  art  might  know 
Of  living  thus  to  thee ; 

And  find  their  heaven  begun  below, 

And  here  thy  glory  see ; 
Walking  in  all  the  works  prepared 

To  exercise  their  grace, 
They  gain  at  last  their  full  reward, 

And  see  thy  glorious  face. 

Charles  Wesley. 

C.  M. 

Steadfast  Faith. 

MY  GOD,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 

And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
TiU  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

Charles  Wesley. 
415 


654 


FRUITS   OF  SALVATION. 

C.  5* 


Strength  Renewed. 

LORD,  I  believe  thy  every  word, 
Thy  every  promise  true ;     • 
And  lol  I  wait  011  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  strength  renew. 

2  If  in  this  feeble  flesh  I  may 
Awhile  show  forth  thy  praise, 

Jesus,  support  the  tottering  clay, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

3  If  such  a  worm  as  I  can  spread 
The  common  Saviour's  name, 

Let  him  who  raised  thee  from  the  dead, 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  show, 
Which  purges  every  stain; 

And  gladly  linger  out  below 
A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

Charles  Wesley. 


OFCFC  CM. 

000  Walk  in  the  Light. 

TT  "ALK  in  the  light!  so  shalt  thou  know 
\  \       That  fellowship  of  love ; 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow 
Who  reigns' in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  find 
Thy  heart  made  truly  his 

Wh- ) "dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shalt  own 
Thy  darkness  passed  away, 

Because  that  Light  hath  on  thee  shone, 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 
41<i 


4  "Walk  m  the  light!  and  e'en  the  tomb 
No  fearful  shade  shall  wear; 

Glory  shall  chase  away  its  glooni, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

5  Walk  in  the  light!  thy  path  shall  be 
Peaceful,  serene,  and  bright: 

For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light. 

B.  Barton. 

UUU         Following  the  Lamb. 

WHAT  now  is  my  object  and  aim? 
What  now  is  my  hope  and  desire? 
To  follow  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
And  after  his  image  aspire: 
My  hope  is  all  centered  in  thee ; 

I  trust  to  recover  thy  love ; 
On  earth  thy  salvation  to  see, 
And  then  to  enjoy  it  above. 
2  I  thirst  for  a  life-giving  God, 
.  For  Christ  who  on  Calvary  died; 
A  fountain  of  water  and  blood, 

Which  gushed  from  ImmanueFs  side! 
I  gasp  for  the  stream  of  thy  love, 
The  Spirit  of  rapture  unknown: 
And  then  to  re-drink  it  above, 
Eternally  fresh  from  the  throna 

Charles  Wesley. 


657 


Chastening  Accepted. 

HOW  happy  the  sorrowful  man, 
Whose  sorrow  is  sent  from  above  J 
Indulged  with  a  visit  of  pain, 

Chastised  by  omnipotent  love; 
The*  Author  of  all  his  distress 

fie  comes  by  affliction  to  know, 
And  God  he  in  heaven  shall  bless, 
That  ever  he  suffered  below. 
417 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  Thus,  thus  may  I  happily  grieve, 
And  bear  the  intent  of  his  rod: 

The  marks  of  adoption  receive, 
The  strokes  of  a  merciful  God: 

With  nearer  access  to  his  throne, 
My  burden  of  folly  confess; 

The  cause  of  my  miseries  own, 
And  cry  for  an  answer  of  peace. 

3  0  Father  of  mercies,  on  me, 
On  me,  in  affliction,  bestow 

A  power  of  applying  to  thee, 

A  sanctified  use  of  my  woe: 
I  would,  in  a  spirit  of  prayer, 

To  all  thy  appointments  submit ; 
The  pledge  of  my  happiness  bear, 

And  joyfully  die  at  thy  feet. 

4  Then,  Father,  and  never  till  then, 
I  all  the  felicity  prove, 

Of  living  a  moment  in  pain, 

Of  dying  in  Jesus'  love: 
A  sufferer  here  with  my  Lord, 

With  Jesus  above  I  sit  down; 
Receive  an  eternal  reward, 

And  glory  obtain  in  a  crown. 

Charles  Wesley. 

L.  M.  6  1. 
Pressing  toward  the  Mark. 

J  THANK  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 
That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shined ; 
I  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 
My  foes,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind ; 

1  thank  thee,  whose  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

2  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 
Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray ; 

Strengthen  my  feet,  with  steady  pace  ' 

Still  to  press  forward  in  thy  way ; 
My  soul  and  flesh,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Fill,  satiate,  with  thy  heavenly  light. 
418 


3  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears ; 
Give  to  my  heart  chaste,  hallowed  fires; 

Give  to  my  soul,  with  filial  fears, 

The  love  that  all  heaven's  host  inspires, 
That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

4  Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown; 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God ; 

Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown 

Or  smile,  thy  sceptre  or  thy  rod. 
What  though  my  flesh  and  heart  decay ; 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day. 

J.  Wesley. 

0?Jt7      Crucified  with  Christ. 

HUMBLE,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 
O  may  I,  as  a  little  child, 
My  lowly  Master's  steps  pursue ! 
Be  anger  to  my  soul  unknown ; 
Hate,  envy,  jealousy,  be  gone;      A 
In  love  create  thou  all  things  new, 

2  Let  earth  no  more  my  heart  divide ; 
With  Christ  may  I  be  crucified ; 

To  thee  with  my  whole  heart  aspire : 
Dead  to  the  world  and  all  its  toys, 
Its  idle  pomp,  and  fading  joys, 

Be  thcu  alone  my  one  desire. 

3  My  will  be  swallowed  up  in  thee; 
Light  in  thy  light  still  may  I  see, 

Beholding  thee  with  open  face , 
Called  the  full  power  of  faith  to  prove, 
Let  all  my  hallowed  heart  be  love, 

An4  all  my  spotless  life  be  praise. 

4  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quickening  fire, 
My  consecrated  heart  inspire, 

Sprinkled  with  the  atoning  blood: 
Still  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal: 
Thy  mighty  working  may  I  feel, 

And  know  that  I  am  one  with  God. 
419      •     Charles  Wesley. 


FRUITS   OF  SALVATION. 


6,  8. 


UOU  Circuhvspection. 

\T7ATCHED  by  the  world's  malignant  eye, 
VV      Who  load  us  with  reproach  and  shame 
As  servants  of  the  Lord  most  high, 
As  zealous  for  his  glori  us  name, 
We  ought  in  all  his  jjaths  to  move 
With  holy  tear  and  humble  love. 

2  That  wisdom,  Lord,  on  us  bestow, 

From  every  evil  to  depart; 
To  stop  the  mouth  of  every  foe, 

While,  upright  both  in  life  and  neart, 
The  proofs  of  godly  fear  we  give, 
And  show  them  how  the  Christians  live. 
Charles  Wesley. 


pp*  L.  M.  61. 

001  The  Good  Shepherd. 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow, 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 
420 


Ki£JOj.ClKl>. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  honors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still: 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadf  ul  shade. 
J.  Addison. 


REJOICING. 


M. 


00  6  •       Glory  begun  below. 
pOME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
v  )    And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
While  ye  surround  his  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 
Who  never  knew  our  God, 

But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
That  all  the  earth  surveys, 

That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  calms  the  roaring  seas ; 

4  This  awful  God  is  ours, 
Our  Father  and  our  Love; 

He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
To  carry  us  above. 

5  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in: 

6  Yea,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create, 
431 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

7  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 

Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 
Froni  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

8  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

9  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry ; 

We're  inarching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Isaac  Watts.     Alt.  by  J.  Wesley. 

S.  M. 
The  Loving-kindness  of  the  Lord. 

0  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul; 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins, 
Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath, 

He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

3  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 
Upholds  thee  with  his  truth; 

And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

4  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  has  made  thee  whole; 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  da}.,, 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

Isaac  Watts. 

nn  \  s.  M. 

DO  x    Beliance  upon  the  Promises. 

AWAY  my  needless  fears, 
And  doubts  no  longer  mine; 
A  ray  of  heavenly  light  appears, 
A  messenger  divine. 

422 


REJOICING. 

2  Thrice  comfortable  hope, 
That  calms  my  troubled  breast ; 

My  Father's  hand  prepares  the  cup, 
And  what  he  wills  is  best. 

3  If  what  I  wish  is  good, 
And  suits  the  will  divine, 

By  earth  and  hell  in  vain  withstood, 
I  know  it  shall  be  mine. 

4  Still  let  them  counsel  take 
To  frustrate  his  decree  ; 

They  cannot  keep  a  blessing  back, 
By  heaven  designed  for  me. 

5  Here  then  I  doubt  no  more, 
But  in  his  pleasure  rest; 

Whose  wisdom,  love,  and  truth,  and  power, 
Engage  to  make  me  blest. 

Charles  Wesley. 

K  S.  M. 

All  Things  in  Christ. 

THOU  very -present  aid 
In  suffering  and.  distress ; 
The  mind  which  still  on  thee  is  stayed, 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 

2  The  soul  by  faith  reclined 
On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 

'Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone, 
Whene'er  thy  face  appears; 

It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 

4  It  hallows  every  cross; 
It  sweetly  comforts  me; 

Makes  me  forget  my  every  loss, 
And  -find  my  all  in  thee. 
423 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

5  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 
Doth  all  rny  wishes  fill ; 

What  though  created  streams  are  dry? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

6  Stripped  of  each  earthly  friend, 
I  find  them  all  in  one: 

And  peace  and  joy  which  never  end, 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  begun. 

Charles  Wesley. 

ppp  S.  M. 

000  Ilea ven  upon  Fa  rth. 

MY  GOD,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  thee,  to  thee  I  call: 

1  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell : 

'Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here ; 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  Not  all  the  bliss  above 
Could  make  a  heavenly  place, 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

4  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 
Can  one  delight  afford, 

Nor  yield  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

5  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
Where  all  my  pleasures  roll : 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

Isaac  Watls. 

pprv  C.  M. 

00  /  Triumphant  Joy. 

MY  GOD,  the  spring  of  all  my  jovs, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights: 
424 


REJOICING. 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 
My  dawning  is  begun ; 

Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 

If  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  transporting  word, 

Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
To  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  through  every  foe ; 

The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 
Isaac  Watts, 


668 


C.  M. 

God's  Faithfulness. 

BEGIN",  my  soul,  some  heavenly  theme, 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  sing 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Proclaim  salvation  from  tho  Lord, 
For  wretched,  dying  men; 

His  hand  hath  writ  the  sacred  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

3  Engraved  as  in  eternal  brass, 
The  mighty  promise  shines ; 

Nor  men  nor  devils  can  erase 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

4  His  every  word  of  grace  is  strong, 
As  that  which  built  the  skies ; 

The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along, 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 
425 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

5  Now  shall  my  fainting  heart  rejoice, 
To  know  thy  favor  sure: 

1  trust  the  all-creating  v>ice, 
And  faith  desires  no  n.   ~Ve. 

Isaac  Watts. 

U  0  v        Walking  with  God. 
rpALK  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 
JL     While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove; 
Speak  to  our  hearts  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 
All  time,  and  toil,  and  care : 

Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 
And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 

My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face; 
'Tis'all  I  wish  to  seek; 

To  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 
Till  I  thy  glory  see ; 

Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 

U  /  U  The  Rapture  of  Love. 

O'TIS  delight  without  alloy, 
Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name: 
My  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy, 

I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 
2  My  passions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 

When  love  jnspi  res  my  breast, 
Love,  the  divTnest  of  the  train, 
The  sovereign  of  the  rest. 
426 


REJOICING. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing, 
When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 

And  sound  from  every  jovful  string 
Through  all  the  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Swift  I  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 
And  hasten  to  my  home ; 

I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  embrace; 
I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come. 

5  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills ; 
Let  sin  and  death  remove ; 

'Tis  love  that  drives  my  chariot  wheels, 
And  death  must  yield  to  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 

R7\  8>7- 

U  I  1  Hitherto  hath  the  Lord  helped  us. 

COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace: 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above: 
Praise  the  mount— I'm  fixed  upon  it, 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love ! 

2  Hero  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer; 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  ai  rive  "at  home. 
O !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  grateful  heart  to  thee. 

3  Jesus  sought  mo  when  a  stranger, 
Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 

He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

On  the  cross  he  died  to  save  me, 
Rose  to  plead  my  cause  above ; 

Henceforth  all  my  life  I  give  thee, 
Vanquished  by  such  wondrous  love. 

427  E.  Robinson,  Alt. 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

0  I  O  All-sufficiency  of  Jesus. 

HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
When  Jesus  uo  longer  I  see! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flowers, 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me; 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 


2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice; 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year 


3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 


4  My  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  "thou  art  my  sun  end  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
0  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore ; 
Or  take  me  to  thee  upon  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

J.  Newton. 


REJOICING. 


673 


Longing  for  Closer  Communion. 

THOU  Shepherd  of  Israel,  and  mine, 
The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine ; 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all,  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 
And  screened  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  Ah !  show  me  that  happiest  place, 
The  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 

Where  saints  in  ecstacy  gaze, 
And  hang  on  a  crucified  God: 

Thy  love  for  a  sinner  declare, 
Thy  passion  and  death  on  the  tree ; 

My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear, 
To  suffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

3  'Tis  there,  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 
There  only,  I  covet  to  rest; 

To  he  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 
Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast: 

'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 
And  never  a  moment  depart. 

Concealed  in  tne  cleft  of  thy  side, 
Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 

0  /  Jt         Immutability. 

THIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  friend, 
Whose  love  is  as  great  as  his  power, 

And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end: 
'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 
J.  Hurt. 


675 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

11. 


My  Beloved. 

OTHOU,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  de- 
light, 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  comfort  by  day,  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 

2  Where  dost  thou,  dear  Shepherd,  resort    eith 

thy  sheep, 
To  feed  them  in  pastures  of  love? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep 
Or  alone  in  this  wilderness  rove? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been, 
"  And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone. 

5  He  looks !  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word ; 
He  speaks! "and  eternity,  filled  with  his  Voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

C  Dear  Shepherd,  I  hear,  and  will  follow  thy  call; 

I  know  the  sweet  sound  of  thy  voice; 
Restore  and  defend  me,  for  thou  art  my  all. 

And  in  thee  I  will  ever  rejoice. 

Joseph  Swain. 

6  no.  s.  g,  9- 

i  D      Rejoice  Evermore. 

AWAY  with  our  fears! 
The  glad  morning  appears, 
When  an  heir  of  salvation  was  born ! 
From  Jehovah  I  came, 
For  his  glory  I  am, 
And  to  him  I  with  singing  return. 
430 


tlEJOICING. 

2  Thee,  Jesus,  alone, 
The  sole  f orntain  I  own 

Of  my  life  and  felicity  here; 
And  cheerfully  sing 
My  Redeemer  and  King, 

Till  his  sign  in  the  heavens  appear. 

3  With  thanks  I  rejoice 
In  thy  fatherly  choice 

Of  my  state  and  condition  below ; 
If  of  parents  I  came 
Who  honored  thy  name, 

'Twas  thy  wisdom  appointed  it  so. 

4  I  sing  of  thy  grace, 
From  my  earliest  days, 

Ever  near  to  allure  and  defend ; 
Hitherto  thou  hast  been 
My  preserver  from  sin, 

And  I  trust  thou  wilt  save  to  the  end. 
Charles  Wesley. 

fcrrrf  12, 9. 

U  I   I  Return  with  Singing. 

COME  away  to  the  skies,  my  beloved  arise,, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wast  born ; 
On  this  festival  day,  come  exulting  away, 
And  with  singing  to  Zion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love  and  treasure  above. 
Though  our  bodies  continue  below ; 

The  redeemed  of  the  Lord,  we  remember  his  word, 
And  with  singing  to  Paradise  go. 

3  For  thy  glory  we  are,  created  to  share 
Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine : 

Created  again,  that  our  souls  may  remain 
In  time  and  eternity  thine. 

4  With  thanks  we  approve  the  design  of  thy  love 
Which  hath  joined  us  in  Jesus'  name ; 

So  united  in  heart  that  we  never  can  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feast  of  the  Lamb, 
431 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION 

5  Hallelujah  we  r.ing,  to  our  Father  and  King, 

And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat: 
To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain,  hallelujah  again, 

Sing  all  heaven  and  fall  at  his  feet. 

Z  In  assurance  of  hope,  we  to  Jesus  look  up, 

Till  Lis  banner  unfurled  in  the  air 
From  our  graves  we  shall  see,  and  cry  out,  "It  is 
he!1' 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him  there. 

Charles  Wesley 


my  a  7,  6.  8. 

U  f  (J        Riches  of  Grace. 

GOOD  thou  art,  and  good  thou  dost; 
Thy  mercies  reach  to  all, 
Chiefly  those  who  on  thee  trust, 

And  for  thy  mercy  call: 
New  they  every  morning  are ; 

As  fathers  when  their  children  cry, 
Us  thou  dost  in  pity  spare, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  Who  can  sound  the  depths  unknown 
Of  thy  redeeming  grace? 

Grace,  that  gave  thine  only  Son 

To  save  a  ruined  race ! 
Millions  of  transgressors  poor 

Thou  hast  for  Jesus'  sake  forgiven , 
Made  them  of  thy  favor  sure, 

And  snatched  from  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  more  thou  ready  art 
To  save,  and  to  forgive ! 

Every  soul  and  every  heart 

Of  man  thou  wouldest  receive: 
Father,  now  accept  of  mine, 

Which  now,  through  Christ,  I  offer  thee; 
Tell  me  now,  in  love  divine, 
That  thou  hast  pardoned  me! 

Charles  Wesley. 
433 


679 


REJOICING. 

7,  6.  7. 


None  like  God. 

NONE  is  like  Jeshurun's  God, 
So  great,  so  strong,  so  high: 
Lo !  he  spreads  his  wings  abroad, 

He  rides  upon  the  sky: 
Israel  is  his  first-born  son: 

God,  the  Almighty  God,  is  thine 
See  him  to  thy  help  come  down, 
The  excellence  divine 


2  Thee  the  great  Jehovah  dei{ 

To  succor  and  defend ; 
Thee  the  eternal  God  sustains, 

Thy  Maker  and  thy  Friend : 
Israel,  what  hast  thou  to  dread? 

Safe  from  all  impending  harms, 
Round  thee  and  beneath  are  spread 

The  everlasting  arms. 


God  is  thine ;  disdain  to  fear 

The  enemy  within: 
God  shall  in  thy  flesh  appear, 

And  make  an  end  of  sin ; 
God  the  man  of  sin  shall  slay, 

Fill  thee  with  triumphant  joy; 
God  shall  thrust  him  out,  and  say, 

"Destroy  them  all,  destroy!" 


4  All  the  struggle  then  is  o'er, 

And  wars  and  fightings  cease: 
Israel  then  shall  sin  no  more, 

But  dwell  in  perfect  peace. 
All  his  enemies  are  gone: 

Sin  shall  have  in  him  no  part: 
Israel  now  shall  dwell  alone, 

With  Jesus  in  his  heart 
433 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

5  In  a  land  of  corn  and  wine 
His  lot  shall  be  below : 

Comforts  there,  and  blessings  join, 
And  milk  and  honey  flow ! 

Jacobs  well  is  in  his  sonl: 
Gracious  dews  his  heavens  distil, 

Fill  his  soul,  already  full, 
And  shall  forever  fill. 

6  Blest,  O  Israel,  art  thou! 
What  people  is  like  thee ! 

Saved  from  sin,  by  Jesus,  now 
Thou  art  and  still  shalt  be. 

Jesus  is  thy  seven-fold  shield, 
Jesus  is  thy  flaming  sword; 

Earth,  and  hell,  and  sin  shall  yield 
To  God's  almighty  word. 

Charles  Wesley. 


680 
H 


Creating  Grace. 
APPY  man  whom  God  doth  aid ! 


God  on  us,  in  gracious  showers, 
Blessings  every  moment  pours , 
Compasses  with  angel-bands-, 
Bids  them  bear  us  in  their  hands ; 
Parents,  friends,  'twas  God  bestowed; 
Life,  and  all,  descend  from  God. 

2  He  this  flowery  carpet  spread, 
Made  the  earth  on  which  we  tread; 
God  refreshes  in  the  air ; 
Covers  with  the  clothes  we  wear; 
Feeds  us  with  the  food  we  eat; 
Cheers  us  by  his  light  and  heat ; 
Makes  his  sun  on  us  to  shine; 
All  our  blessings  are  divine ! 
434 


REJOICING. 

3  Give  him  then,  and  ever  give, 
Thanks  for  all  that  we  receive! 
Man  we  for  his  kindness  love ; 
How  much  more  our  God  above! 
Worthy  thou,  our  heavenly  Lord, 
To  be  honored  and  adored ; 
God  of  all-creating  grace, 
Take  the  everlasting  praise  1 

Charles  Wesley. 


ft&1  .  L.  P.  M. 

UO  I  Everlasting  Praises. 

I'LL  praise  my  Maker  while  IVe  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Sappy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure, 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eyesight  on  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind ; 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ■ 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

Isaac  Watts 
435 


FRUITS   OF   SALVATION*. 

L.  M.  6  1. 

Jesus  a  a  and  in  all. 

THOU  bidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  Love  divine. 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

-     ore  I  am  while  thou  art  mine : 
And  lo :  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 

1  hide  me.  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is. 
And  keeps  m y  happy  soul  above: 

Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace. 

And  joy.  and  everlasting  love: 
To  me.  with  thy  great  name,  are  given 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art: 
My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain : 

The  "medicine  of  my  broken  heart: 

In  war.  my  peace :  in  loss,  my  gain : 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown: 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown : 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply : 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power ; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty . 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour: 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable ; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 


H.  M. 
1)00        Rejoice  Evermore. 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King: 
\  our  Lord  and  King  adore : 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore: 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice: 
Rejoice,  again  I  sav.  rejoice". 
436 


REJOICING, 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love ; 

"When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seat  above ; 
Lift  up  3-our  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice: 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  }^our  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand 
Till  all  his  foes  submit, 

And  bow  to  his  command, 
And  fall  beneath  his  feet ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 
And  all  our  sins  destroy ; 

Let  every  bosom  swell 
"With  pure  seraphic  joy; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 

And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home ; 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  archangel's  voice; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  "Rejoice!' 
Charles  Wesley. 


no  A  C.  M. 

UOl    God  my  all-sufficient  Portion. 

MY  GOD,  my  portion,  and  my  love. 
My  everlasting  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
437 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

2  "What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 
And  this  inferior  clod! 

There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  To  thee  I  owe  my  wealth,  and  friends, 
And  health,  and  safe  abode : 

Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things ; 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

4  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 
If  once  compared  to  thee ; 

Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me? 

5  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 
And  called  the  stars  my  own, 

"Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

6  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 
And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 

Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  grace, 
And  I  desire  no  mors. 

Isaac   Watts. 

CM. 

The  Benefit  of  Affliction. 

LORD,  when  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 
Did  in  affliction  fly ; 
Thy  mercy  did  my  griefs  control, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  How  oft,  when  dark  misfortune's  band 
Around  their  victim  stood, 

The  seeming  ill,  at  thy  command, 
Hath  changed  to  '■eal  good ! 

3  The  tempest  that  obscured  the  sky 
Hath  set  my  spirit  free 

From  earthly  care  and  sensual  joy, 
And  turned  my  thoughts  to  thee. 


REJOICING. 

4  Affliction's  blast  bath  made  me  learn 
To  feel  for  others'  woe ; 

And  humbly  seek,  with  deep  concern, 
My  own  defects  to  know. 

5  Then  rage,  ye  storms ;  ye  billows,  roai 
My  heart  defies  your  shock: 

Ye  make  me  cling  to  G-od  the  more, 
To  God.  my  sheltering  rock. 

Unknown. 


OOO  C.  M. 

UOU        Ministering  Spirits. 

"TT7HICH  of  the  monarchs  of  the  earth 
VV      Can  boast  a  guard  like  ours, 
Encircled  from  our  second  birth, 
With  all  the  heavenly  powers? 

2  Myriads  of  bright,  cherubic  bands. 
Sent  by  the  King  of  kings, 

Rejoice  to  bear  us  in  their  hands, 
And  shade  us  with  their  wings. 

3  Angels,  where'er  we  go,  attend 
Our  steps,  whatever  betide; 

With  watchful  care  their  charge  defend, 
And  evil  turn  aside. 


4  Our  lives  those  holy  angels  keep 
From  every  hostile  power , 

And,  unconcerned,  we  sweetly  sleep, 
As  Adam  in  his  bower. 


5  And  when  our  spirits  we  resign, 
On  outstretched  wings  they  bear, 
And  lodge  us  in  the  arms  divine, 
And  leave  us  ever  there. 

Charles  Wesley. 
439 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

£Q7  C.  P.  M. 

00/         Bliss-inspiring  Hope. 

C10ME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
)    My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 
Who  still  }* our  bodies  feel: 
Awhile  f orget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celestial  hill. 


2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  apjjear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed,  bliss-inspiring  hope ! 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up ; 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead: 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 

5  That  great,  mysterious  Deity, 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see; 

The  beatific  sight 
Shall  fill  the  heavenly  courts  with  praise, 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 
Of  everlasting  light. 

Charles  Wesley. 
440 


REJOICING. 

UOO         Always  Rejoicing. 

HOW  happy,  gracious  Lord !  are  we, 
Divinely  drawn  to  follow  thee, 
Whose  hours  divided  are 
Betwixt  the  mount  and  multitude: 
Our  day  is  spent  in  doing  good, 
Our  night  in  praise  and  prayer. 

2  With  us  no  melancholy  void, 
No  moment  lingers  unemployed, 

Or  unimproved,  below : 
Our  weariness  of  life  is  gone, 
Who  live  to  serve  our  God  alone, 

And  only  thee  to  know, 

3  The  winter's  night,  the  summer's  day, 
Glide  imperceptibly  away, 

Too  short  to  sing  thy  praise ; 
Too  few  we  find  the  happy  hours, 
And  haste  to  join  those  heavenly  powers 

In  everlasting  lays. 

4  With  all  who  chant  thy  name  on  high, 
And  Holy,  holy,  holy,  cry, 

(A  bright,  harmonious  throng !) 
We  long  thy  praises  to  repeat, 
And  ceaseless  sing  around  thy  'Seat 

The  new  eternal  song. 

Charles  Wesley. 


UOf7  Rejoicing  in  Commotions. 

HOW  happy  are  the  little  flock, 
Who,  safe  beneath  their  guardian -rock 
In  all  commotions  rest ! 
When  war's  and  tumult's  waves  run  high, 
Unmoved,  above  the  storm  they  lie, 
They  lodge  in  Jesus1  breast. 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION'. 

2  The  plague,  aud  dearth,  aud  diu  of  war, 
Our  Saviour's  swift  approach  declare, 

And  bid  our  hearts  arise: 
Earth's  basis  shook,  confirms  our  hope ; 
Its  cities'  fall,  but  lifts  us  up, 

To  meet  thee  iu  the  skies. 

3  Thy  tokens  we  with  joy  confess, 
The  war  proclaims  the  Prince  of  peace, 

The  earthquake  speaks  thy  power: 
The  famine  all  thy  fullness  brings, 
The  plague  presents  thy  healing  wings, 

And  nature's  final  hour. 

4  Whatever  ills  the  world  befall, 
A  piedge  of  endless  good  we  call, 

A  sign  of  Jesus  near: 
His  chariot  will  not  long  delay; 
We  hear  the  rumbling  wheels"  and  pray, 

Triumphant  Lord,  appear. 

Chales  Wesley 

ftQfl  6>  4>  6- 

U  V  \J      Jesus  is  Mine. 

FADE,  fade,  each  earthly  joy; 
Jesus  is  mine. 
Break,  every  tender  tie; 

Jestis  is  mine. 
Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
Earth  has  no  resting  place, 
Jesus  alone  can  bless : 
Jesus  is  mine. 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Here  would  I  ever  stay; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 


REJOICING. 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Lost  in  this  dawning  light 

Jesus  is  mine. 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried, 
Left  but  a  dismal  void, 
Jesus  has  satisfied, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

4  Farewell,  mortality, 

J  esus  is  mine. 
"Welcome,  eternity, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Welcome,  O  loved  and  blest, 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest, 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast, 

Jesus  is  mine 

Mrs.  Catharine  J.  Botiar. 

Ut'l         Worldly  Vanity  Renounced. 

OTELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  \  am  store, 
The  time  1  or  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er; 
A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  aboimd, 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe  m  paradise  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive: 
Mv  soul,  don't  delay;  he  calls  thee  away; 

Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death,  hell,  and 

sin, 
'Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ  with 

in; 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  "Receive  me,"  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus  hath  loved  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

4  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  joined, 

1. ell  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind: 
So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  through  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 
443 


FRUITS  OF   SALVATION. 


5  And  now  I'm  in  care  my  neighbors  may  share 
These  blessings ;  to  seek  them  will  none  of   you 

dare  ? 
In  bondage,  O  why,  and  death  will  you  lie, 
When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh. 

John  Gambold. 


10,  II. 
Walking  through  Fire. 

MY  FATHER,  my  God,  I  long  for  thy  love, 
O  shed  it  abroad;  send  Christ  from  above; 
My  heart,  ever  fainting,  he  only  can  cheer ! 
And  all  things  are  wanting,  'till  Jesus  is  here. 

2  O  when  shall  my  tongue  be  filled  with  thy 

praise ! 
While  all  the  day  long  I  publish  thy  grace, 
Thy  honor  and  glory  to  sinnners  forth  show, 
Till  sinners  adore  thee,  and  own  thou  art  true. 

3  Thy  strength  and  thy  power  I  now  can  pro- 

claim, 
Preserved  every  hour  through  Jesus's  name, 
For  thou  art  still  by  me,  and  boldest  my  hand ; 
No  ill  can  come  nigh  me,  by  faith  while  I  stand. 

4  Thou  boldest  my  soul  in  spiritual  ife, 
My  foes  dost  control,  and  quiet  their  strife ; 
Thou  rulest  my  passion,  my  pride  and  self-will; 
To  see  thy  salvation,  thou  bidd'st  me  "stand 

still!" 

5  I  stand,  and  admire  thine  out-stretched  arm; 
I  walk  through  the  fire,  and  suffer  no  harm ; 
Assaulted  by  evil,  I  scorn  to  submit; 

The  world  and  the  devil  fall  under  my  feet. 

6  I  wrestle  not  now,  but  trample  on  sin, 
For  with  me  art  thou,  and  shalt  be  within; 
While  stronger  and  stronger  in  Jesus's  power, 
I  go  on  to  conquer  'till  sin  is  no  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 
444 


REJOICING. 

boO  The  Way  Plain. 

T  ET  all  men  rejoice,  By  Jesus  restored: 

JU    We  lift  up  our  voice,  And  call  him  our  Lord  t 

His  joy  is  to  bless  us,  And  free  us  from  thrall; 

From  all  that  oppress  us,  He  rescues  us  all. 

2  Him  Prophet,  and  King,  And  Priest  we  pro- 

claim ; 
We  triumph  and  sing  Of  Jesus's  name: 
The  ransomed  he  teaches  To  show  forth  his  praise, 
And  tell  of  the  riches  Of  Jesus's  grace. 

3  No  matter  how  dull  The  scholar  whom  he 
Takes  into  his  school.  And  gives  him  to  see; 
A  wonderful  fashion  Of  teaching  he  hath. 

And  wise  to  salvation  He  makes  us  through  faith, 

4  The  wayfaring  men,  Though  fools,  shall  not 

stray, 
His  method  so  plain,  so  easy  the  wajr : 
The  simplest  believer  His  promise  may  prove, 
And  drink  of  the  river  Of  Jesus's  love. 

5  Poor  outcasts  of  men,  Whose  souls  were  de 

spised, 
And  left  with  disdain,  By  Jesus  are  prized ; 
His  gracious  creation  In  us  he  makes  known, 
And  brings  us  salvation,  And  calls  us  his  own. 

Charles  Wesley. 

U  J 4     The  Foretaste  of  En  dless  Bliss. 

MY  GOD,  1  am  thine:  what  a  comfort  divine, 
What  a  blessing,  to  know  that  my  Jesus  is 
mine! 
In  the  heavenly  Lamb,  thrice  happy  I  am ; 
And  my  heart  doth  rejoice  at  the  sound  of  his 

name. 
2  True  pleasures  abound  in  the  rapturous  sound, 
And  whoever  hath  found  it,  hath  paradise  found, 
My  Redeemer  to  know,  to  feel  his  blood  flow, 
This  is  life  everlasting — 'tis  heaven  below. 
445 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

3  Yet  onward  I  haste  to  the  heavenly  feast; 
That  indeed  is  the  fullness,  but  this  is  the  taste; 
And  this  I  shall  prove,  till  with  joy  I  remove 
To  the  heaven  of  heavens  in  Jesus's  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

L.  M. 
Confident  Security. 

WHILE  thou  art  intimately  nigh, 
Who,  who  shall  violate  my  rest? 
Sin,  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy: 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breast. 

2  I  rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade, 
My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  cease ; 

Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  soul  is  stayed, 
Wilt  keep  me  still  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Me  for  thine  own  thou  lovest  to  take, 
In  time  and  in  eternity ; 

Thou  never,  never  wilt  forsake 
A  helpless  worm  that  trusts  in  thee. 

Clunks  Wesley. 

l)Ju  His  Everlasting  Arms  of  Love. 

HOW  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round' 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored ; 

1  blush  in  all  things  to  abound; 
The  servant  is  above  his  Lord. 

2  Inured  to  poverty  and  pain, 
A  suffering  life  my  Saviour  led , 

The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  man, 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo !  a  place  he  hath  prepared 
For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep; 

Yea,  he  himself  becomes  my  guard; 
He  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  sleep. 

4  Jesus  protects ;  my  fears,  begone; 
What  can  Hie  Rock  of  Ages  move? 

Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, 
Thine  everlasting  arms  of  love. 

446  Charles  Wesley, 


697 


REJOICING. 

L.  M. 

God,  my  Glory  and  my  Shield. 

THE  tempter  to  my  soul  hath  said, 
"There  is  no  help  in  God  for  thee:" 
Lord,  lift  thou  up  thy  servant's  head; 
My  glory,  shield,  and  solace  be. 

2  Thus  to  the  Lord  I  raised  my  cry ; 
He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill ; 

At  his  command  the  waves  rolled  by ; 
He  beckoned, — and  the  winds  were  still. 

3  I  laid  me  down  and  slept,  — I  woke ; 
Thou,  Lord,  my  spirit  didst  sustain; 

Bright  from  the  east  the  morning  broke, 
Thy  comforts  rose  on  me  again. 

4  I  will  not  fear,  though  armed  throngs 
Surround  my  steps  in  all  their  wrath; 

Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs; 
His  presence  guards  his  people's  path. 
J.  Montgomery. 


698 


Christ  in  You. 


2f  ION,  shout  thy  Lord  and  King, 
i    Israel's  Holy  One  is  He  ! 
Give  him  thanks  rejoice  and  sing, 
Great  he  is  and  dwells  in  thee. 

2  O  the  grace  unsearchable ! 
While  eternal  ages  roll,   • 
God  delights  in  man  to  dwell, 
Soul  of  each  believing  soul. 

Charles  Wesley. 

ftQQ  L.  M. 

Vvv      God's  Praises  Crown  Eternity. 

GOD  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days 
My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise : 
My  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  cheer  the  dark  and  silent  niarbt. 
447 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION". 

2  TThen  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  ray  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 

Shall  cheek  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
Anil  all  the  powers  of  language  fail. 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  0,  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies! 

5  Boon  shall  I  learn  the  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown. 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  the  throne. 

6  The  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give. 
Long  as  a  deathless  soul  shall  live: 
A  work  so  sweet,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  and  crowns  eternity. 

*  P.  Doddridge. 


700 


L.  It 

The  Second  Advent. 

HE  COMES!  He  comes!  the  Judge  severe! 
The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near; 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul! 

2  Fr  m  heaven  angelic  voices  sound : 
Bee  the  almighty  Jesus  crowned: 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  great  whit©  throne, 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word. 

And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord. 
448 


REJOICING. 

4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  most  High; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
Forever  and  forever  reigns. 

Charles  Wesley. 


I  U 1        Hallelujah. 

OTHOU  God  of  my  salvation,  \ 

My  Redeemer  from  all  sin ; 
Moved  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

1  will  praise  thee : 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin? 

2  Though  unseen,  I  lcve  the  Saviour; 
He  hath  brought  salvation  near; 

Manifests  his  pardoning  favor; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 
'•'Glory  to  the  great  I  AM,"- 

I  with  them  will  still  be  vying: 
Glory !  glory  to  the  Lamb ! 

O  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name  i 

4  Angels  now  are  hovering  round  us, 
Unperceived  amid  the  throng ; 

Wondering  at  the  love  that  crowned  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song: 

Hallelujah, 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong ! 

5  Now  I  see  with  joy  and  wonder, 
Whence  the  gracious  spring  arose; 

Angel  minds  are  lost  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  mysterious  cause : 

Yet  the  blessing, 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 
449 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

6  This  hath  set  me  all  on  fire , 

Strongly  glows  the  flame  of  love ; 
Higher  mounts  my  soul,  and  higher, 
Struggles  for  its  swift  remove: 

Then  1*11  praise  him 
In  a  nobler  strain  above. 

T.  Olivers. 

iO  *>  *t  *■ 

We  shall  Appear  with  him  m  Glory. 

LIFT  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 
Partners  in  his  patience  here: 
Christ,  to  all  believers  precious, 
Lord  of  lords,  shall  soon  appear: 

Mark  the  tokens 
Of  his  heavenly  kingdom  near. 

2  Sun  aud  moon  are  both  confounded, 
Darkened  into  eudless  night, 

"When,  with  angel-hosts  surrounded, 
In  his  Father's  glory  bright, 

Beams  the  Saviour, 
Shines  the  everlasting  light. 

3  See  the  stars  from  heaven  falling; 
Hark,  on  earth  the  doleful  cry : 

Men  on  rods  and  mountains  calling, 
While  the  frowning  Judge  draws  nigh: 

Hide  us.  hide  us, 
Rocks  and  mountains,  from  his  eye ! 

4  With  what  different  exclamation 
Shall  the  saints  his  banner  see! 

By  the  tokens  of  his  passion, 
By  the  marks  received  for  me: — 

All  discern  him: 
All  with  shouts  cry  out, — 'Tis  he ! 

5  Yes,  the  prize  shall  then  be  given, 
"We  his  open  face  shall  see; 

Love,  the  earnest  of  our  heaven. 
Love,  our  full  reward  shall  be ; 

Love  shall  crown  us 
Kings  through  ail  eternitv  I 

450  Charles  Wesley. 


703 


ETERNAL  SALVATION". 

8,  ?,  4. 
Behold,  He  Cometh! 

LO !  HE  comes  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favored  sinners  slain ; 
Thousand  thousand  saints,  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train : 

Hallelujah! 
God  appears  on  earth  to  reign. 
2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  aud  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 
S  All  the  tokens  of  his  passion 
Still  his  dazzling  body  bears; 
Cause  of  eudless  exultation 
To  his  ransomed  worshipers'; 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  those  glorious  scars. 
4  Yea,  Amen!  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne ; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory; 
Make  thy  righteous  sentence  known: 

Jah!  Jehovah! 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own. 

Charles  Wesley . 

ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

C.  M. 


704 


The  Heavenly   Canaan. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
"Where  saints  immortal  reign: 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers: 

Death,  like  a  narrow  ^ea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

S  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green: 
Bo  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 
To  cross  this  narrow  sea ; 

And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  0  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
Those  gloomy  thoughts  that  rise, 

And  Bee  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
"With  unbeclouded  eyes! 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er. 

Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Isaac  Watts. 


7i  i.j 


C.  M. 
The  Promi»  d  Land. 

Oy  JORDAN'S  stormy  banks  I  stand 
And  cast  a  wishful  • 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 
That  rises  to  my  sight! 

Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green. 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail. 
On  trees  immortal  grow; 

There  rock,  and  hill,  and  brook,  and  vale, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 
Shines  one  eternal  day : 

There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  awav. 
453      . 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  poisonous  breath, 
Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 

Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
And  be  forever  blest? 

When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 
Would  here  no  longer  stay: 

Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

S.  Stennett. 


/  UO        The  Saints  in  Glory. 

("1 IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
X    Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourners  here  below, 
And  poured  out  cries  and  tears ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

8  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came: 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 

Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 
His  zeal  inspired  their  breast; 

And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 
For  his  own  pattern  given; 

While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

Isaac  Watts, 
453 


707 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

C.  M„ 


The  Kingdoms  are  but  One. 

HAPPY  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 
And  saved  by  grace  alone ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 
Their  mighty  joys  we  know: 

They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise, 
And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 

We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace: 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads, 
And  thence  our  spirits  rise ; 

For  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

Charles  Wesley. 

me,  8, 4. 
The  God  of  Abraham;  my  God. 
THE  God  of  Abraham  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthroned  above ; 
Ancient  of  everlasting  days, 

And  God  of  love: 
JEHOVAH,  GREAT  I  AM! 
By  earth  and  heaven  confessed ; 

1  bow  and  bless  the  sacred  name, 
Forever  blest. 

2  The  God  of  Abraham  praise, 
At  whose  supreme  command 

From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joys 

At  his  light  hand : 
I  all  on  earth  forsake, 

its  wisdom,  fame,  and  power; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make. 

My  shield  and  tower, 

m 


ETERNAL,  SALVATION 

3  The  God  of  Abraham  praise, 

Whose  all-sufficient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  ray  happy  days 

In  all  his  ways; 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend : 

He  calls  himself  my  God ! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end, 

Through  Jesus'  blood. 


4  He  by  himself  hath  sworn: 

I  on  his  oath  depend ; 
I  shall,  on  eagles'  wings  upborne, 

To  heaven  ascend ; 
I  shall  behold  his  face ; 

I  shall  his  power  adore, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 

For  evermore. 

T,  Olivers. 


7flQ  6> 8' 4- 

lUv  Continued. — Pressing  for  the  Prize. 

THOUGH  nature's  strength  decay, 
And  earth  and  hell  withstand, 
To  Canaan's  bounds  I  urge  my  way, 

At  his  command ; 
The  watery  deep  I  pass, 

With  Jesus  in  my  view ; 
And  through  the  howling  wilderness 
My  way  pursue. 

2  The  goodly  land  I  see, 

With  peace  and  plenty  blest ; 
A  land  of  sacred  liberty, 

And  endless  rest. 
There  milk  and  honey  flow, 

And  oil  and  wine  abound ; 
And  trees  of  life  forever  grow, 

With  mercy  crowned. 
455 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

3  There  dwells  the  Lord  our  King, 
The  Lord  our  Righteousness, 

Triumphant  o'er  the  world  and  sin, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
On  Zion's  sacred  height, 

His  kingdom  still  maintains; 
Aud,  glorious,  with  his  saints  in  light 

Forever  reigns. 

4  He  keeps  his  own  secure ; 
He  guards  them  by  his  side ; 

Arrays  in  garments  white  and  pure 

His  spotless  bride ; 
With  groves  of  living  joys, 

With  streams  of  sacred  bliss, 
With  all  the  fruits  of  paradise, 

He  still  supplies. 

5  Before  the  great  Three  One 
They  all  exulting  stand, 

And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done 

Through  all  their  land 
The  listening  spheres  attend, 

And  swell  the  growing  fame ; 
And  sing,  in  songs  which  never  end, 

The  wondrous  name. 

T.  Olivers. 


/  1  U  I  would  not  Jive  ahray. 

I  "WOULD  not  live  alway;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
"Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 
way ; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  its 
cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway;  no — welcome  the  tomb! 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 
456 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alwav,  away  from  his 

God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er   the 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

4  There  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul 

jr.  A.  MuhletibeiQ. 


711  7,6,7. 

I  1  J  The  Better  Portion. 

RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings; 
Thy  better  portion  trace; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place : 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove : 
Rise,  niy  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 

Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 
So  a  soul  that's  bora  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn; 
Press  onward  to  the  prize; 

Soon  our  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
There  we'll  join  the  heavenly  train, 

Welcomed  to  partake  the  bliss ; 
Ply  from  sorrow,  care,  and  pain, 

To  realms  of  endless  peace. 

i?.  Seagrave. 


712 


FP.CITS  OF  salva: 

*,  6. 


Ixind  of  Rest. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest. 
To  mourning  wanderers  given : 
There  is  a  jay  f  •  -r  souls  distressed, 
A  t«alm  f<:r  every  wounded  breast. 
m  found  above  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

If     row  driven. 

.  life's  tempestuous  shoals. 
rms  arise  and  ocean  r 
And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless 

Tighter  prospects  given ; 

tempest  passing  by, 
And  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given: 

There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
.     .-ears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

W.  B.  Tappa*. 


713 
0 


6.  [Irregular.] 
er  Home. 
m  thought 
me  oer  and  o'er. — 
I  am  nearer  home  to-day 
Than  I  ever  have  been  before, 

rr  my  Fathers  house. 
Where  the  mauy  mansion- 
r  the  great  white  throne; 
rer  the  crystal  sea; 

md  of  life. 
'■■  re  lay  our  burdens  down : 
r  leaving  the  cross: 
r  gaining  the  crown, 
4U 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

4  But  lying  darkly  between, 
Winding  down  through  the  night 

Is  the  deep  aud  unknown  stream, 
That  leads  at  last  to  the  light. 

5  Father,  perfect  my  trust ! 
Strengthen  the  might  of  my  faith; 

Let  me  feel  as  I  would  when  I  stand 
On  the  rock  of  the  shore  of  death: 

6  Feel  as  I  would  when  my  feet 
Are  slipping  over  the  brink : 

For  it  may  be,  I^m  nearer  home — 
Nearer  now  than  I  think ! 

Phoebe  Carp 


71/1  SM- 

III    At  Home  in  Heaven. 

FOREVER  with  the  Lord! 
Amen,  so  let  it  be ! 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'Tis  immortality. 

2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 
Absent  from  him  I  roam ; 

Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  Forever  with  the  Lord ! 
Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 

The  promise  of  that  faithful  word, 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 

4  So  when  my  latest  breath. 
Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain, 

By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

5  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 
How  shall  I  love  that  word. 

And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 
Forever  with  the  Lord! 

J.  Montgomery. 
459 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

71  K  S.  It 

I  1  O  A  House  not  made  with  Hands, 
TT^E  KNOW,  by  faith  we  know, 

\  V      If  this  vile  house  of  clay, 
This  tabernacle,  sink  below, 
In  ruinous  decay. 

2  "We  have  a  house  above, 

Not  made  with  mortal  hands; 

An  1  firm  as  our  Redeemer's  love, 

That  heavenly  fabric  stands. 

3  Full  of  immortal  hope, 
"We  urge  the  restless  strife, 

And  hasten  to  be  swallowed  up 
Of  everlasting  life. 

4  Lord,  let  us  put  on  thee, 
In  perfect  holiness, 

And  rise  prepared  thy  face  to  see, 
Thy  bright,  unclouded  face. 

5  Thy  grace  with  glory  crown, 
Who  hast  the  earnest  given ; 

And  then  triumphantly  come  down, 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

71b      The  Goodly  Land. 

FAR  from  these  scenes  of  night, 
Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  joy  and  pure  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair  land ! — could  mortal  eyes 
But  half  its  charms  explore, 

How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  mere! 

3  No  cloud  those  regions  know, 
Realms  ever  bright  and  fair ; 

For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe 
Can  never  enter  there. 
460 


ETERNAL,  SALVATION. 

4  O  may  the  prospect  fire 
Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 

Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire. 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

5  Prepared,  by  grace  divine, 
For  thy  bright  courts  on  high, 

Lord,  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 

Anne  Steele 


ryirr  S.  M. 

ill  All  Tears  Wiped  Away. 

OWHAT  a  mighty  change 
Shall  Jesus'  sufferers  know, 
While  o'er  the  happy  plains  they  range; 

Incapable  of  woe! 
No  ill-requited  love 

Shall  there  our  spirits  wound, 
No  base  ingratitude  above, 
No  sin  in  heaven  is  found. 

2  There  all  our  griefs  are  spent: 
There  all  our  sorrows  end : 

We  cannot  there  the  fall  lament 

Of  a  departed  friend ; 
A  brother  dead  to  God, 

By  bin,  alas  I  undone: 
No  father  there,  in  passion  loud, 

Cries,  "O  my  son,  m>  sonl" 

3  No  slightest  touch  of  pain, 
Nor  sorrow's  least  alloy, 

Can  violate  our  rest,  or  stain 

Our  purity  of  joy: 
In  that  eternal  day 

No  clouds  or  tempests  rise ; 
There  gushing  tears  are  wiped  away 
Forever  from  our  eyes. 

Charles  Wesley. 
461 


718 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

S.  M. 

Continued. — Laborers  Rewarded. 

0  HAPPY,  happy  place, 
Where  saints  and  angels  meet ! 
There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

2  The  Church  ef  the  first-born, 
We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 

And,  crowned  with  endless  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal  rest. 

3  With  joy  we  shall  behold, 
In  yonder  blest  abode, 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  saints  of  God. 

4  Abraham  and  Isaac,  there, 
And  Jacob,  shall  receive 

The  followers  of  their  faith  and  prayer- 
Who  now  in  bodies  live. 

5  We  shall  our  time  beneath 
Live  out  in  cheerful  hope, 

And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  death 
And  gain  the  mountain  top. 

6  To  gather  home  his  own, 
God  shall  his  angels  send, 

And  bid  our  bliss,  on  earth  begun, 
In  deathless  triumph  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 

71  Q  S.  M. 

I  1  D     The  Land  of  Peace. 

COME  to  the  land  of  peace ; 
From  shadows  come  away ; 
Where  all  the  sounds  of  weeping  cease, 
And  storms  no  more  have  sway. 

2  Fear  hath  no  dwelling  here ; 

But  pure  repose  and  love 
Breathe  through  the  bright,  celestial  air 

The  spirit  of  the  dove. 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

3  Come  to  the  bright  and  blest, 
Gathered  from  every  land ; 

For  here  thy  soul  shall  find  its  rest 
Amid  the  shining  band. 

4  In  this  divine  abode 

Change  leaves  no  saddening  trace; 
Come,  trusting  spirit,  to  thy  God, 
Thy  holy  resting-place. 

5  "Come  to  our  peaceful  home* 
The  saints  and  angels  say, 

"Forsake  the  world,  no  longer  roam, 
O  wanderer,  come  away?" 

Unknown. 


rvon  S.  M. 

I  L\J      Repose  in  Heaven. 

AND  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest, 
For  weary  souls  designed, 
Where  not  a  care  shall  stir  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  entrance  find  ? 

2  Is  there  a  blissful  home, 
Where  kindred  minds  shall  meet, 

And  live  and  love,  nor  ever  roam 
From  that  serene  retreat? 

3  Are  there  bright,  happy  fields^ 
Where  naught  that  blooms  shall  diej 

Where  each  new  scene  fresh  pleasure  yields^ 
And  healthful  breezes  sigh? 

4  Are  there  celestial  streams, 
Where  living  waters  glide, 

With  murmurs  sweet  as  angel-dreams, 
And  flowery  banks  beside? 

5  Forever  blessed  they, 
Whose  joyful  feet  shall  stand, 

While  endless  ages  waste  away, 
Amid  that  glorious  land  I 
463 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

6  My  soul  would  thither  tend, 
White  toilsome  years  are  given: 

Then  let  me,  gracious  Lord,  ascend 
To  sweet  repose  in  heaver. 

I2ay  Palmer. 


721 


The  Christian  Pilgrim. 

I'M  going  to  Mount  Zion, 
The  city  of  my  God ; 
To  join  the  ransomed  millions, 

"Within  that  blest  abode. 
Enrobed  in  spotless  garments, 

Washed  white  in  Jesus'  blood, 
They  bear  the  palms  of  victory, 
In  the  city  of  my  God. 

2  I'M  going  to  see  Jesus, 
In  the  city  of  my  God; 

And  view  him  in  his  glory 

Without  a  chinning  cloud; 
To  take  the  crown  and  kingdom 

He  purchased  with  his  his  blood ; 
And  reign  with  him  forever, 

In  the  city  of  my  God. 

3  Thou  breakest  on  my  vision, 
O  city  of  iny  God ; 

Thy  groves  of  life  unfading, 

Along  the  crystal  flood; 
Thy  golden  streets  transparent, 

By  shining  millions  trod, 
And  all  thy  mystic  wonders, 

O  city  of  my  God. 

4  I  hear  thy  triumphs  ringing, 
Thou  city  of  my  God ; 

The  voice  of  countless  myriads, 

As  mighty  thunders  loud ; 
Which  rolls  the  eternal  anthem 

Throughout  thy  hip:h  abode; 
Shaking  thy  fixed  splendors, 

O  city  of  mv  God. 

464  /•  McCreery. 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

I  Lu     The  Heavenly  Jerusalem. 

AWAY  with  our  sorrow  and  fear, 
.    We  soon  shall  recover  our  liorue ; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear, 

The  day  of  eternity  come. 
From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 

And  mount  to  our  native  abode , 
The  house  of  our  Father  above, 
The  palace  of  angels  and  God. 

2  Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end, 
When,  raised  by  the  life-giving  Word, 

We  see  the  new  city  descend, 
Adorned  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord: 

The  city  so  holy  and  clean, 
No  sorrow  can  breathe  in  the  air: 

No  gloom  of  affliction  or  sin ; 
No  shadow  of  evil  is  there. 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 
That  lovely  Jerusalem  here: 

Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold, 
As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear; 

Immovably  founded  in  grace, 
She  stands  as  she  ever  hath  stood, 

And  brightly  her  builder  displays, 
And  flames  with  the  glory  of  God. 

Charles  Wesley 


790  8. 

I  /CO    Continued — No  night  there. 

NO  NEED  of  the  sun  in  that  day 
Which  never  is  followed  by  night, 
Where  Jesus'  beauties  display 

A  pure  and  a  permanent  light: 
The  Lamb  is  their  Light  and  their  Sun, 

And,  lo !  by  reflection  they  shine  ;• 
With  Jesus  ineffably  one, 
And  bright  in  effulgence  divine. 
465 


FRUITS   OF  SALVATION. 

2  The  saints  in  his  presence  receive 

Their  great  and  eternal  reward ; 
In  Jesus,  in  heaven,  they  live, 

They  reign  in  the  smile  of  their  Lord. 
The  flame  ol  angelical  love 

Is  kindled  at  Jesus's  face ; 
And  al]  the  enjoyment  above, 

Consists  in  the  rapturous  gaze. 

Charles  Wesley. 


no  a  n' 9- 

I  u  j    Rapturous  Anticipation. 

f'lOME,  let  us  ascend, 
J    My  companion  and  friend, 
Tq  a  taste  of  the  banquet  above: 
If  thy  heart  be  as  mine, 
If  for  Jesus  it  pine, 
Come  up  into  the  chariot  of  love. 

2  "Who  in  Jesus  confide, 
We  are  bold  to  outride 

The  storms  of  affliction  beneath ; 

With  the  prophet  we  soar 

To  the  heavenly  shore, 
And  outfly  all  the  arrows  of  death. 

3  By  faith  we  are  come 
To  our  permanent  home ; 

By  hope  we  the  rapture  improve: 
By  love  we  still  rise, 
And  look  down  on  the  skies, 

For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  love. 

4  Who  on  earth  can  conceive 
How  happy  we  live, 

In  the  palace  of  God  the  great  King: 

What  a  concert  of  praise, 

When  our  Jesus'  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  sing ! 
46| 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

5  "Hallelujah,"  they  ciy, 

To  the  King  of  the  sky, 
To  the  great  everlasting  I  AM; 

"To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

And  that  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb!" 

Charles  Weshy. 


79^  8- 

I  /CiO  To  be  ivith  Christ  is  far  Better. 

OWHEN  shall  we  sweetly  remove, 
O  when  shall  we  enter  our  rest, 
Return  to  the  Zion  above, 

The  mother  of  spirits  distressed ; 
That  city  of  God  the  great  King, 

Where  sorrow  and  death  are  no  mors. 
Where  saints  our  Immanuel  sing, 
And  seraph  and  cherub  adore? 


2  But  angels  themselves  cannot  tell 

The  joys  of  that  holiest  place, 
Where  Jesus  is  pleased  to  reveal 

The  light  of  his  heavenly  face: 
When,  caught  in  the  rapturous  flame, 

The  sight  beatific  they  prove; 
And  walk  in  the  light  of  the  Lamb, 

Enjoying  the  beams  of  his  love. 


3  Thou  knowest  in  the  spirit  of  prayer 

We  long  thy  appearing  to  see, 
Resigned  to  the  burden  we  bear, 

But  longing  to  triumph  with  thee: 
'Tis  good  at  thy  word  to  be  here ; 

'Tis  better  in  thee  to  be  gone, 
And  see  thee  in  glory  appear, 

And  rise  to  a  share  in  thy  throne. 

Charles  Wesley. 
467 


FRUITS  OP  SALVATION. 

I  u\)  Having  a  Desire  to  Depart. 

ILONGr  to  behold  him  arrayed 
With  glory  and  light  from  above; 
The  King  in  his  beauty  displayed, 
His  beauty  of  holiest  love: 

1  languish  and  sigh  to  be  there, 
Where  Jesus  hath  fixed  his  abode; 

0  wheal  shall  we  meet  in  the  air, 
And  fly  to  the  mountain  of  God ! 

2  With  him  I  on  Zion  shall  stand. 
For  Jesus  hath  spoken  the  word, 

The  breadth  of  Immanuers  land 
Survey  bjr  the  light  of  my  Lord : 

But  when,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 
Thy  face  I  am' strengthened  to  see, 

My  fullness  of  rapture  I  find, 
My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

3  How  happy  the  people  that  dwell 
Secure  in  the  city  above ! 

No  pain  the  inhabitants  feel, 
No  sickness  or  soitow  shall  prove, 

Physician  of  souls,  unto  me 
Forgiveness  and  holiness  give ; 

And  then  from  the  body  set  free, 
And  then  to  the  city  receive. 

CJtarles  Wesley. 


797  C.  M. 

I  u  I   The  Full  Assurance  of  Hope. 

HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place ; 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven : 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet,  O,  by  faith  I  see ; 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 
468 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

2  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours! 
"While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 

We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 

And  ante-date  that  day: 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow ! 
And  let  the  vessels  break ; 

And  let  our  ransomed  spirits  go, 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek ; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 


790  C.  M. 

I  uO  Continued:  Endless  Bliss  in  Prospect. 

A  STRANGER  in  the  world  below, 
I  calmly  sojourn  here; 
Nor  can  its  happiness  or  woe 
Provoke  my  hope  or  fear: 
Its  evils  in  a  moment  end ; 
Its  joys  as  soon  are  past: 
But  O,  the  bliss  to  which  I  tend 
Eternally  shall  last. 

2  To  that  Jerusalem  above, 

With  singing  I  repair; 
While  in  the  flesh,  my  hope  and  love, 

My  heart  and  soul,  are  there. 
There  my  exalted  Saviour  stands, 

My  merciful  High  Priest ; 
And  still  extends  his  wounded  hands, 

To  take  me  to  his  breast. 

Charles  Wesley. 


729 


FRUITS   OP  SALVATION. 

C.  M. 

The  Goodly  City  in  Prospect. 

JERUSALEM  1  ray  happy  home! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me! 
When  shall  my  labors  nave  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace  in  thee? 

2  0  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 
Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 

Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbath  has  no  end? 

3  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe? 
Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay? 

I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there, 
Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 

And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

5  Jerusalem !  my  happy  home? 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 

Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

U/i  known. 

I  0\J  The  Pilgrim's  Happy  Lot. 

HOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot; 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature-love ; 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 
470 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

3  There  is  ray  house  and  portion  fair; 
My  treasure  aud  uiy  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

Aud  claim  my  heavenly  rest! 
Soon  will  the  pilgrim's  journey  end ; 
Then,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 


731 


J.  Wesley. 
10,  5,  11. 


Eternity  Near. 

COME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
AVith  vigor  arise, 
Aud  press  to  our  permanent  place  in  the  skies. 
Of  heavenly  birth,  though  wandering  on  earth, 

This  is  not  our  place. 
But  strangers  and  pilgrims  ourselves  we  confess. 

2  At  Jesus's  call,  we  gave  up  our  all; 

And  still  we  forego, 
For  Jesus's  sake,  our  enjoyments  below. 
No  longing  we  find  for  the  country  behinc 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  still  we  are  seeking  a  country  above: 

3  A  country  of  joy  without  any  alloy ; 

We  thither  repair ; 
Our  hearts  aud  our  treasure  already  are  there. 
We  march  hand  iu  hand  to  Immanuevs  land; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  for  eternity's  here ! 

4  The  rougher  the  way,  the  shorter  our  stay; 

The  tempests  that  rise 
Shall  gloriously  hurry  our  souls  to  the  skies: 
The  fiercer  the  blast,  the  sooner  'tis  past; 

The  troubles  that  come 
Shall  come  to  our  rescue,  and  hasten  us  home. 
471  Charles  Wesley 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

t  Do        Around  the  Throne. 

LIFT  your  eyes  of  faith,  and  see 
Saints  and  angels  joined  in  one: 
What  a  countless  company 

Stand  before  yon  dazzling  throne! 
Each  before  his  Saviour  stands, 
All  in  whitest  robes  arrayed ; 
Palms  they  carry  in  their  hands, 
Crowns  of  glory  on  their  head. 

2  Saints,  begin  the  endless  song ; 
Cry  aloud,  in  heavenly  lays, 

"Glory  doth  to  God  belong; 

God  the  glorious  Saviour  praise : 
All  salvation  from  him  came, 

Him  who  reigns  enthroned  on  high: 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

Let  the  morning  stars  reply." 

3  Angel  powers  the  throne  surround 
Next  the  saints  in  glory  they ; 

Lulled  with  the  transporting  sound, 
They  their  silent  homage  pay: 

Prostrate  on  their  face,  before 
God  and  his  Messiah  fall; 

Then  in  hymns  of  praise  adore, 
Shout  the  Lamb  that  died  for  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 


{  OO    Spirits  of  the  Just  made  Perfect, 
TT7HO  are  these  arrayed  in  white, 
VV      Brighter  than  the  noon-day  sun« 
Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light; 

Nearest  the  eternal  throne? 
These  are  they  that  bore  the  cross; 

Nobly  for  their  Master  stood; 
Sufferers  in  his  righteous  cause; 

Followers  of  the  dying  God, 
473 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came 

Washed  their  robes,  by  faith,  below 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 

Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow; 
Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne; 

Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night: 
God  resides  among  his  own, 

Gkvl  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 

Charles  Wesley. 


rYQ/|  L.  M.  6 1 

lOi        Mysteries  Explained. 

THOU,  Lord,  on  whom  I  still  depend, 
Shalt  keep  me  faithful  to  the  end: 

1  trust  thy  truth,  and  love,  and  power, 
Shall  save  me  till  my  latest  hour; 
And  when  I  lay  this  body  down, 
Reward  with  an  immortal  crown. 

2  Jesus,  in  thy  great  name  I  go, 
To  conquer  death,  my  final  foe; 
And  when  I  quit  this  cumbrous  clay, 
And  soar  on  angels'  wings  away, 
My  soul  the  second  death  defies, 
And  reigns  eternal  in  the  skies. 

3  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
What  Christ  has  for  his  saints  prepared, 
Who  conquer  through  their  Saviour's  might 
Who  sink  into  perfection's  height, 

And  trample  death  beneath  their  feet, 
And  gladly  die  their  Lord  to  meet. 

4  Dost  thou  desire  to  know  or  see 
What  thy  mysterious  name  shall  be? 
Contending  for  thy  heavenly  home, 
Thy  latest  foe  in  death  o'ercome ; 
Till  then  thou  searchest  out  in  vain, 
What  only  conquest  can  explain. 

Charles  Wesley. 
473 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION. 

70  K  L.  M. 

1  OO        Perfection  in  Heaven. 

WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine; 

1  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  * 
When  shall  I  awake,  and  find  me  there? 

3  O  glorious  hour!  O  blest  abode! 

1  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 
Then  burst  the  chains,  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Isaac   Watts. 

I  0\j        The  Redeemed  in  Heaven. 

LO !  ROUND  the  throne,  a  glorious  band, 
The  saints  in  countless  myriads  stand; 
Of  every  tongue  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame ; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 

In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  They  see  the  Saviour  face  to  face; 
They  sing  the  triumph  of  his  grace: 
And  day  and  night,  with  ceaseless  praise 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 

4  O,  may  we  tread  the  sacred  road 
That  holy  saints  and  martyrs  trod; 
Wage  to  the  end  the  glorious  strife, 
And  win,  like  them,  a  crown  of  life. 

474  M.  L.  Duncan. 


ETERNAL.   SALVATION, 

rfort  c.  m. 

lOl      Communion  with  Saints, 

COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
That  have  obtained  the  prize ; 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 
To  joys  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing, 
With  those  to  glory  gone ; 

For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 

3  One  family  we  dwell  in  him, 
One  church  above,  beneath, 

Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream,  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 
To  his  command  we  bow ; 

Part  of  his  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

r/QQ  C.  M. 

I  00     Continued— Full  Felicity. 

OUR  old  companions  in  distress 
We  haste  again  to  see, 
And  eager  long  for  our  release, 
And  full  felicity. 

2  E'en  now,  by  faith,  we  join  our  hands 
With  those  that  went  before ; 

And  greet  the  blood-besprinkled  bands 
On  the  eternal  shore. 

3  Our  spirits  too  shall  quickly  join, 
Like  theirs  with  glory  crowned, 

And  shout  to  see  our  Captain's  sign, 
To  hear  his  trumpet  sound. 

4  Lord  Jesus,  be  our  constant  guide: 
And,  when  the  word  is  given, 

Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

Charles  Weshy% 

475 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATIOX. 

5  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 
This  solemn  moment  fly ; 

And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  we  expect  to  die. 

6  His  militant  embodied  host, 
With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 

And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 
And  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

Charles   Wesley. 


7QQ  c-  m* 

I  Ov       The  Prosjicct  Joyous. 

AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  faint  or  die ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high: 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest, 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 
I  now  the  cross  sustain, 

And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain : 

I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 
Till  my  Deliverer  come, 

And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me! 
Before  my  ravished  eyes 

Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  Paradise : 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there ; 
They  all  are  robed  in  spotless  white, 

And  conquering  palms  they  bear, 
476 


ETERNAL  SALVATION. 

4  O  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  to-appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away, 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 

Charles 


740 


P.  M. 

The  Dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame : 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark !  they  whisper :  angels  say, 
"Sister  spirit,  come  away!" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death? 

3  The  world  recedes — it  disappears; 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes ;  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring. 
Lend,  lend  your  wings!  I  mount!  I  fly! 
"O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 

O  death,  where  is  thy  sting?" 

A.  Pope. 

Ixl       The  Dying  Believer. 

DEATHLESS  spirit,  now  arise; 
Soar,  thou  native  of  the  skies! 
Pearl  of  price  by  Jesus  bought, 
To  his  glorious  likeness  wrought.— 
477 


FRUITS  OF  SALVATION" 

2  Go  to  shine  before  the  throne ; 
Deck  the  Mediator's  crown ; 
Go,  his  triumphs  to  adorn ; 
Made  for  God,  to  God  return. 

3  Angels,  joyful  to  attend, 

Ho v 'ring  round  thy  pillow  bend; 
Wait  to  catch  the  signal  given, 
And  convey  thee  quick  to  heaven. 

4  Burst  thy  shackles;  drop  thy  clay; 
Sweetly  breathe  thyself  away ; 
Singing,  to  thy  crown  remove, 
Swift  of  wing,  and  fired  with  love. 

5  Shudder  not  to  pass  the  stream : 
Venture  all  thy  care  on  him ; 
Him,  whose  dying  love  and  power 
Stilled  its  tossing,  hushed  its  roar. 

6  Safe  is  the  expanded  wave, 
Gentle  as  a  summer's  eve ; 
Not  one  object  of  his  care 
Ever  suffered  shipwreck  there. 

7  See  the  haven  full  in  view ; 

Love  divine  shall  bear  thee  through: 
Trust  to  that  propitious  gale : 
Weigh  thine  anchor,  spread  thy  sail. 

8  Saints  in  glory,  perfect  made. 
Wait  thy  passage  thiough  the  shade; 
Swiftly  to  their  wish  be  giveu ; 
Kindle  higher  joy  in  heaven. 

A.  M.   Toplady. 

74/0  The  Trial  of  Faith. 

AND  did  my  Lord  on  earth  endure 
Sorrow,  aurt  hardship,  and  distress, 
That  I  might  sit  me  down  secure, 
And  rest  in  self-indulgent  ease? 
His  delicate  disciple,  I 
Like  him  might  neither  live,  nor  die? 
478 


MISSIONS. 

2  Master,  I  have  not  learnt  thee  so; 
Thy  yoke  and  burden  I  receive, 

Resolve  in  all  thy  steps  to  go, 

And  bless  the  Cross  by  which  I  live, 
And  curse  the  wisdom  from  beneath, 
That  strives  to  rob  me  of  thy  death. 

3  Thy  holy  will  be  done,  not  mine; 
Be  suffered  all  thy  holy  will, 

I  dare  not,  Lord,  the  Cross  decline; 

I  will  not  lose  the  slightest  ill, 
Or  lay  the  heaviest  burden  down, 
The  richest  jewel  of  my  crown. 

4  Sorrow  is  solid  joy,  and  pain 

Is  pure  delight,  endured  for  thee, 
Reproach  and  loss  are  glorious  gain, 

And  death  is  immortality ; 
And  who  for  thee  their  all  have  given, 
Have  nobly  bartered  earth  for  heaven. 

5  Saved  is  the  life  for  Jesus  lost, 
Hidden  from  earth,  but  found  in  God, 

To  suffer  is  to  triumph  most, 

The  highest  gift  on  man  bestowed; 
Seal  of  my  sure  election  this — 
Seal  of  my  everlasting  bliss. 

Charles  Wesley. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


MISSIONS. 

7JQ  C.  M. 

I   xO  The  Great  and  effectual  Door. 

PSUS,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word, 
The  great,  effectual  door. 
479 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Gather  the  outcasts  in,  and  save 
From  sin  and  Satan's  power ; 

And  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  souls !  thou  knowest  to  prize 
What  thou  hast  bought  so  dear: 

Come,  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear. 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  old  confessed, 
The  suffering  Son  of  God ; 

And  let  us  see  thee  in  thy  vest, 
But  newly  dipped  in  blood. 

5  The  hardness  of  our  hearts  remove, 
Thou  who  for  all  hast  died: 

Show  us  the  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  side. 

6  Thy  side  an  open  fountain  is, 
Where  all  may  freely  go, 

And  drink  the  living  streams  of  bliss, 
And  wash  them  white  as  snow. 

7  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  to  apply, 
And  prove  the  record  true ; 

And  all  thy  wounds  to  sinners  cry, 
"I  suffered  this  for  you!" 

Charles  Wesley. 

1 44        The  Latter  Day  Glory. 

BEHOLD,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow ; 

1  he  exiled  captive  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  I  ring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King 

480 


MISSIONS. 

3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known, 
Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne. 

4  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise ; 

And  slave  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  formed  anew. 

Mrs.  Yoke. 

(JAK  L.  M. 

I  ±0        Souls  Perishing. 

SHEPHERD  of  souls,  with  pitying  eye 
The  thousauds  of  our  Israel  see ; 
To  thee  in  their  behalf  we  cry, 
Ourselves  but  newly  found  in  thee. 

2  See  where  o'er  desert  wastes  they  err, 
And  neither  food  nor  feeder  have, 

Nor  fold,  nor  place  of  refuge  near, 
For  no  man  cares  their  souls  to  save. 

3  Thy  people,  Lord,  are  sold  for  naught, 
Nor  know  they  their  Redeemer  nigh ; 

They  perish,  whom  thyself  hast  bought; 
Their  souls  for  lack  of  knowledge  die. 

4  The  pit  its  mouth  hath  opened  wide, 
To  swallow  up  its  careless  prey: 

Why  should  they  die,  when  thou  hast  died; 
Hast  died  to  bear  their  sins  away* 

5  Why  should  the  foe  thy  purchase  seize? 
Remember,  Lord,  thy  dying  groans; 

The  meed  of  all  thy  sufferings  these; 
O  claim  them  for  thy  ransomed  ones! 

Charles  Wesley. 

I  TlU         Triumphs  of  Mercy. 

ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 
481 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
'"I  am  Jehovah — God  alone:" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  burn  then*  altai-s  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  creature  blood  be  spilt, 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ! 

But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim. 
In  every  land,  of  every  name; 

Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

W.  shrubsole. 


I   i  I       For  the  Jens  and  Gentiles. 

HEAD  of  the  Church,  whose  Spirit  fills 
And  flows  through  every  faithful  soul 
Unites  in  mystic  love,  and  seals 
Them  one,  and  sanctifies  the  whole : 

3  <:Come,  Lord.'"  thy  glorious  Spirit  cries, 
And  souls  beneath  the  altar  groan ; 

"Come.  Lord."  the  Bride  on  earth  replies, 
"And  perfect  all  our  souls  in  one." 

Pour  out  the  promised  gift  on  all ; 

Answer  the  universal,  "Come!" 
The  fullness  of  the  Gentiles  call. 

And  take  thine  ancient  people  home. 

4  To  thee  let  all  the  nations  flow ; 
Let  all  obey  the  gospel  word ; 

Let  all  their  bleeding  Saviour  know, 
Filled  with  the  glory  of  the  Lord. 

5  O,  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 
The  purchase  of  thy  passion  claim; 

Thiae  heritage,  the  Gentiles,  take. 

And  cause  the  world  t<>  know  thy  name 
Chiules   Wesley 
482 


MISSIONS. 

tVAO  L.  M. 

1  xO     The  Saviour's  Coming  Expected. 

JESUS!  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes 
For  thine  expected  coming  waits: 
When  will  the  promised  light  arise, 
And  glory  beam  on  Zion's  gates? 

2  E'en  now,  when  tempests  round  us  fall, 
And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 

Thy  words  with  pleasure  we  recall, 
And  deem  that  our  redemption's  nigh. 

3  O !  come,  and  reign  o'er  every  land ; 
Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurled, 

All  nations  bow  to  thy  command, 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us,  in  watchfulness  and  prayer, 
To  wait  for  thine  appointed  hour ; 

And  fit  us,  by  thy  grace,  to  share 
The  triumphs  of  thy  conquering  power. 
W.  II.  Bathurst 

7  |  Q  L.  M. 

Il{j       Triumphs  of  the  Gospjel. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Doth  his  successive  journeys  run ; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

2  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head; 
His  name  like  sweet  perf  ume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant- voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  young  Hosannas  to  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest ; 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more: 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

Isaac  Watts. 


750 


Christ's  Universal  Reia**- 

HASTEN,  Lord,  the  glorious  tiiu^, 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own ; 
Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore; 

Satan  and  his  host,  overthrown, 
Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  Avars  and  tumults  cease ; 
Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain ; 

Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed,  shall  ever  reign. 

4 Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord; 
Ever  praise  his  glorious  name ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record, 
All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

//.  Auber. 


HZi  7,6. 

I  U  1  The  cry  of  the  Heathen. 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains. 
From  India's  coral  strand ; 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 
Their  land  from  error's  chain. 
484 


MISSIONS. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 


3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation !— O  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 


4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole: 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

R.  Heber. 


1  0/6  Departing  Missionaries. 

ROLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean ! 
And,  as  thy  billows  flow 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 

To  every  land  below. 
Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore ; 
That  man  may  sit  in  darknes?, 
And  death's  black  shade,  no  mor 
485 


mSGHLLAHBOUBL 

ernal  Ruler, 
st  in  thine  arm 
The  bei 

Protect  them  from  all  harm: 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  be  with  them, 
Wherever  they  may  l<-: 

gh  Car  from  us  who  love  them, 
Stall  let  thi  m  be  with  thee. 
/.  & 


7^Q 

/  tie)  3  /'<•  morntfig  Zapfcl  is  breaking. 

THE  morning  tight  is  breaking: 

arth  an  waking 
To  penitential  •■ 

<  nil 

afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 
Prepared  for  Zion^s  war. 

S  Si  •  heathen  na 

And  thousand  1  •  Hug 

!  atltude  al 
While  sinners,  at 

The  g<  spel  call 
Au-1  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvat 
Pursue  thine  onward  way; 

Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 
Nor  in  thy  rich] 

Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly, 
Trinmphanl  reach  then:  home: 

Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 
Proclaim,  "Tl  • 


i  O  ±     Bearing  Fruit. 

US,  WHO  climb  thy  holy  hill, 
A  general  blessing  make: 
Let  the  world  our  influence  feel, 

Our  gospel  grace  partake: 
Grace  to  help  in  time  of  need, 

Pour  out  on  sinners  from  above  ; 
All  thy  Spirit's  fullness  shed, 

In  showers  of  heavenly  love. 
2  Make  our  earthly  souls  a  field 

Which  God  delights  to  bless ; 
Let  us  in  due  season  yield 

The  fruits  of  righteousness: 
Make  us  trees  of  paradise, 

Which  more  and  more  thy  praise  may  show, 
Deeper  sink,  and  higher  rise, 

And  to  perfection  grow. 

Charles  Wesley. 

tjKK  L.  M.  61. 

I  00  A  Working  Faith. 

GIVE  me  the  faith  which  can  remove 
And  sink  the  mountain  to  a  plain; 
Give  me  the  child-like  praying  love, 

Which  longs  to  build  thy  house  again; 
My  every  sacred  moment  spend 
In  publishing  the  sinners'  Friend. 

2  I  want  an  even,  strong  desire, 
I  want  a  calmly  fervent  zeal, 

To  save  poor  souls  out  of  the  fire, 

To  snatch  them  from  the  verge  of  hell, 
And  turn  them  to  a  pardoning  God, 
And  quench  the  brands  in  Jesus'  blood. 

3  I  would  the  precious  time  redeem, 
And  longer  live  for  this  alone, 

To  spend,  and  to  be  spent,  for  them 

Who  have  not  yet  my  Saviour  known ; 
Fully  on  these  my  mission  prove, 
And  only  breathe,  to  breathe  thy  love. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Enlarge,  inflame,  and  fill  my  heart 
With  boundless  charity  divine ! 

So  shall  I  all  my  strength  exert, 

And  love  them  with  a  zeal  like  thine; 

And  lead  them  to  thy  open  side. 

The  sheep  for  whom  their  Shepherd  died. 
Charles  Wesley. 


750 


The  Word  Glorified. 

SEE  how  great  a  flame  aspires, 
Kindled  by  a  spark  of  grace! 
Jesus'  love  the  nations  hies. 

Sets  the  kingdoms  on  a  blaze. 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  he  came; 

Kindled  in  some  hearts  it  is: 

O  that  all  might  catch  the  flame, 

All  partake  the  glorious  bliss! 


2  "When  Le  first  the  work  begun, 

Small  and  feeble  was  his  day: 
Now  the  word  doth  swiftly  run; 

Now  it  wins  its  widening  way: 
More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail; 
Sin's  strongholds  it  now  overthrows, 

Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 


3  Sons  of  Hod,  your  Saviour  praise] 

He  the  door  hath  opened  wide; 
He  hath  given  the  word  of  grace; 

Jesus'  word  is  glorified. 
Jesus,  mighty  to  redeem, 

He  alone  the  work  hath  wrought; 
"Worthy  is  the  work  of  him, 

He  who  spake  a  world  from  naught. 


4  Saw  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 

Little  as  a  human  band? 
Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 

Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  land ; 
Lo !  the  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  above ; 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 

All  the  Spirit  of  his  love. 

Charles  Wesley, 


lO  I  The  Watchman's  Report, 
TTTATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
VV      What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

See  that  glory-beaming  star! 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 
Traveler,  yes,  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night; 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 

Traveler,  blessedness  and  light, 
Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 

Watchman,  will  its  beams,  alone 
Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 

Traveler,  ages  are  its  own ; 
See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth ! 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 

Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wandering  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveler,  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo!  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 

Sir  J.  Lowering. 

m 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

SUNDAY  SCHOOLS. 

7^0  L.  M.  01. 

I  fJO      Sanctified  Knowledge. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
To  whom  we  for  our  children  cry, 
The  good  desired,  and  wanted  most, 

Out  of  thy  richest  grace  supply ; 
The  sacred  discipline  be  given, 
To  train  and  bring  them  up  for  heaven. 

2  Error  and  ignorance  remove: 

Their  blindness,  both  of  heart  and  mind: 
Give  them  the  wisdom  froru  above, 

Spotless,  and  peaceable  and  kind : 
In  knowledge  pure  their  minds  renew, 
And  store  with  thoughts  divinely  true. 

3  Learning's  redundant  part  and  vain 
Be  here  cut  off,  and  cast  aside : 

But  let  them,  Lord,  the  substance  gain; 

In  every  solid  truth  abide; 
Swiftly  acquire,  and  ne'er  forego 
The  knowledge  fit  for  man  to  know. 

4  Unite  the  pair  so  long  disjoined, 
Knowledge  and  vital  piety : 

Learning  and  holiness  combined, 

And  truth,  and  love,  let  all  men  see 
In  those  whom  up  to  thee  we  give, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  die  and  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 

I  do       The  Christian  Child. 

BY  COOL  Siloain's  shady  rill, 
How  sweet  the  lily  grows! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 

Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose ! 
2  Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 
490 


SUNDAY   SCHOOLS. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
The  lily  must  decay ; 

The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 
Of  man's  maturer  age 

Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  0  thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 

In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

R.  Heber. 


/ 6U  The  Children's  Jubilee. 

HOSANNA,  be  the  children's  song, 
To  Christ,  the  children's  King: 
His  praise,  to  whom  our  souls  belong, 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

2  From  little  ones  to  Jesus  brought, 
Hosanna  now  be  heard ; 

Let  little  infants  now  be  taught 
To  lisp  that  lovely  word. 

3  Hosanna,  sound  from  hill  to  hill, 
And  spread  from  plain  to  plain, 

While  louder,  sweeter,  clearer  still, 
Woods  echo  to  the  strain. 

4  Hosanna,  on  the  wings  of  light, 
O'er  earth  and  ocean  fly, 

Till  morn  to  eve,  and  neon  to  night 
And  heaven  to  earth,  reply. 

5  Hosanna,  then,  our  song  shall  be. 
Hosanna  to  our  King: 

This  is  the  children's  jubilee ; 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

J.  Montgomet%y. 


761 


MI  £  CELL  ANEOUS. 

8.  7,  4. 

Saviour,  like  a  Shepherd  lead  us. 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us: 
Much  we  ueed  thy  teuder  care ; 
Iu  thy  pleasaut  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thiue  we  are. 

2  We  are  thine:  do  thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  guardian  of  our  way : 

Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Hear  thy  children  when  they  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 
Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 

Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Let  us  early  turn  to  thee. 

4  Earh-  let  us  seek  thy  favor, 
Early  let  us  do  thy  will ; 

Holy  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 
With  thy  grace  our  bosoms  fill. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

Dorothy  A.  Thrupp.  (?) 


IV 6  Gra tefu I  Praise. 

"TT7E  BRING  no  glittering  treasures, 
V  V      No  gems  from  earth's  deep  mine; 
Vf  e  come,  with  simple  measures, 

To  chant  thy  love  divine. 
Children,  thy  favors  sharing, 

Their  voice  of  thanks  would  raise ; 
Father,  accept  our  offering, 

Our  song  of  grateful  praise. 
493 


SUNDAY  SCHOOLS. 

2  The  dearest  gift  of  heaven, 
Love's  written  word  of  truth, 

To  us  is  early  given, 

To  guide  our  steps  in  youth ; 
We  hear  the  wondrous  story, 

The  tale  of  Calvary ; 
We  read  of  homes  in  glory, 

From,  sin  and  sorrow  free. 

3  Redeemer!  grant  thy  blessing! 
O !  teach  us  how  to  pray, 

That  each,  thy  fear  possessing, 
May  tread  life's  onward  way; 

Then  where  the  pure  are  dwelling 
We  hope  to  meet  again, 

And  sweeter  numbers  swelling, 
Forever  praise  thy  name. 

H.  Phillips. 


rffrQ  L.  M. 

i  VO  Hosanna  to  the  Son  of  David. 

WHAT  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 
Which  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains? 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still, 
So  sweetly  sound  from  Zion's  hill? 

2  Lo !  'tis  an  infant  chorus  sings 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings: 

The  Saviour  comes ! — and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation,  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Nor  these  alone  their  voice  shall  raise, 
For  we  will  join  this  scng  of  praise ; 
Still  Israel's  children  forward  press, 

To  hail  the  Lord  them  Righteousness. 

4  Messiah's  name  shall  joy  impart 
Alike  to  Jew  and  C4entile  heart: 
He  bled  for  us,  he  bled  for  3-011, 
And  we  will  sing  hosanna  too. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Proclaim  hosannas,  loud  and  clear ; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear! 
All  praise  on  earth  to  him  be  given, 
And  glory  shout  through  highest  heaven. 
Pratts  Cole. 


TEMPERANCE. 

nrftA  s- M- 

I  Ui  2/(c  Evils  of  Intemperance. 

MOURN  for  the  thousands  slain, 
The  youthful  and  the  strong ; 
Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign, 
And  the  deluded  throng. 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  gem-— 
For  reason's  light  divine, 

Quenched  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem, 
Where  God  had  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul — 
Eternal  life  and  light 

Lost  by  the  fiery  maddening  bowl, 
And"  turned  to  hopeless  night. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost, — but  call, 
Call  to  the  strong,  the  free: 

Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  faU, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

5  Mourn  for  the  lost,— but  pray, 
Pray  to  our  God  above, 

To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway, 
And  show  his  saving  love. 

Unknown. 

7ft  n  c-  M- 

I  U  U  Prayer  for  ihe  Intemperate. 
jrpiS  thine  alone,  almighty  name, 

JL     To  raise  the  dead  to  life, 
The  lost  inebriate  to  reclaim 
From  passion's  fearful  strife. 
494 


TEMPERANCE. 

2  What  ruin  hath  intemperance  wrought  I 
How  widely  roll  its  waves ! 

How  many  myriads  hath  it  brought 
To  fill  dishonored  graves  I 

3  And  see,  O  Lord,  what  numbers  still 
Are  maddened  by  the  bowl, 

Led  captive  at  the  tyrant's  will 
In  bondage,  heart  and  soul. 

4  Stretch  forth  thj1-  hand,  O  God,  our  King, 
And  break  the  galling  chain ; 

Deliverance  to  the  captive  bring, 
And  end  the  usurper's  reign. 

5  The  cause  of  temperance  is  thine  own ; 
Our  plans  and  efforts  bless ; 

We  trust,  O  Lord,  in  thee  alonft 
To  crown  them  with  success. 

Edwin  F.  Hatfield. 


7fifi  C.  M. 

I  U  U  For  the  Inebriate. 

LIFE  from  the  dead,  Almighty  God, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give ; 
To  lift  the  poor  inebriate  up, 
And  bid  the  helpless  live. 

2  Life  from  the  dead !  For  those  we  plead 
Fast  bound  in  passion's  chain, 

That,  from  their  iron  fetters  freed, 
They  wake  to  life  again. 

3  Life  from  the  dead !  Quickened  by  thee, 
Be  all  their  powers  inclined 

To  temperance,  truth,  and  piety, 
And  pleasures  pure,  refined. 

4  And  may  they  by  thy  help  abide, 
The  tempter's  power  withstand ; 

By  grace  restored  and  purified, 
In  Christ  accepted  stand. 

Unknown. 
495 


Ml  SCEULANEOUS. 

Jul  Temperance  Hymn. 

BONDAGE  and  death  the  cup  contains; 
Dash  to  the  earth  the  poisoned  bowl! 
Softer  than  silk  are  iron  chains, 
Compared  with  those  that  chafe  the  soul. 

2  Hof  annas,  Lord,  to  thee  we  sing, 

A V hose  power  the  giant  fiend  obeys: 
What  countless  thousands  tribute  bring, 
For  happier  homes  and  brighter  days! 

3  Thou  wilt  not  break  the  bruised  reed, 
Nor  leave  the  broken  heart  unbound ; 

The  wife  regains  a  husband  freed ! 
The  orphan  clasps  a  father  found! 

4  Spare,  Lord,  the  thoughtless,  guide  the  blina, 
Till  man  no  more  shall  deem  it  just 

To  Jive  by  forging  chains  to  bind 
His  weaker  brother  to  the  dust. 

Lucius  M.  Sargent* 


768 


t. 
The  Wanderer  Exhorted. 

BROTHER,  hast  thou  wandered  far 
From  thy  Father's  happy  home, 
'With  thyself  and  God  at  war? 
Turn  thee,  brother ;  homeward  come. 

2  Hast  thou  wasted  all  the  powers 
God  for  noble  uses  gave? 

Squandered  life's  most  golden  hours? 
Turn  thee,  brother;  God  can  save! 

3  Is  a  mighty  famine  now 

In  th}r  heart  and  in  thy  soul? 
Discontent  upon  thy  brow? 
Turn  thee;  God  will  make  thee  whole. 

4  He  can  heal  thy  bitterest  wound, 
He  thy  gentlest  prayer  can  hear; 

Seek  him,  for  he  may  be  found; 
Call  upon  him;  he  is  near. 

James  F.  Clarke. 
496 


TEMPER  AI3E. 

1  \Jt/  A  League  of  Prayer. 

IN  THE  love  that  knows  no  waning;  in  the  bles- 
sedness of  peace, 
The  white  winged  dove  of  mercy  spreads  her 

pinions  o'er  the  seas, 
And  dauntless  hope  advancing  throws  her  banner 
to  the  breeze. 

For  God  is  marching  on. 
Glory!  glory!  Hallelujah! 
For  God  is  marching  on. 

2  0 1  by  the  widows'  groaning  and  the  orphans' 

bitter  tear, 

And  the  tide  of  desolation  that  blighteth  every- 
where, 

In  the  name  of  God  we  stand  as  one,  a  mighty 
league  of  prayer ; 

For  God.  is  inarching  on. 

3  "We  bring  no  hatred  in  our  souls,  no  fetters  in 

our  hands, 

But  in  the  all  resistless  power  that  onl}~  love  com- 
mands, 

TVe  Mf t  our  eyes  and  wait  to  see  what  faith  in 
God  demands, 

For  God  is  marching  on. 

4  In  vain  the  spoiler  hand  in  hand  in  proud  de- 

fiance calls 

We  answer  back  his  hate  with  peace  and  march 
around  his  walls, 

Till  at  the  trumpet  blast  of  God  the  mighty  for- 
tress falls ; 

For  God  is  marching  on. 

5  Then  shout  the  tidings  glorious — a  glad  and 

tireless  band, 
A  league  of  faith  to  sweep  away  intemperance 

from  the  land, 
As  the  thunders  of  cur  legions  roll  back  from 
s 'rand  to  strand; 

For  God  is  marching  on. 

497  F.  Botlome. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

WATCH    NIGHT. 


77  A  L.  M.  6  L 

I  lU  A  Solemn  Vigil. 

HOW  inany  pass  the  guilty  night 
In  reveling  and  frantic  mirth  I 
The  creature  is  their  sole  delight, 

Their  happiDess  the  things  of  earth ; 
For  us  suffice  the  seasons  past: 
Me  choose  the  better  part  at  last. 


2  We  will  not  close  our  wakeful  eyes, 
We  will  not  let  our  eyelids  sleep, 

But  humbly  lift  them  to  the  skies, 
And  all  a  solemn  vigil  keep ; 

So  many  nights  on  sin  bestowed, 

Can  we  not  watch  one  hour  for  God? 


3  We  can,  O  Jesus,  for  thy  sake, 
Devote  our  every  hour  to  thee ; 

Speak  but  the  word,  our  souls  shall  wake, 

And  sing  with  cheerful  melody : 
Thy  praise  shall  our  glad  tongues  employ 
And  every  heart  shall  dance  for  joy. 

4  Biest  object  of  our  faith  and  love, 
We  listen  for  thy  welcome  voice ; 

Our  persons  and  our  works  approve, 
And  bid  us  in  thy  strength  rejoice ; 
Now  let  us  hear  the  mighty  cry, 
And  shout  to  find  the  Bridegroom  nigh. 

5  Shout  in  the  midst  of  us,  O  King 
Of  saints,  and  let  our  joys  abound; 

Let  us  rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 
And  triumph  in  redemption  found: 
We  ask  in  faith  for  every  soul ; 
O  let  our  glorious  joy  be  full! 


WATCH  NIGHT. 

6  0  may  we  all  triumphant  rise ; 

With  joy  upon  our  heads  return ; 
And  far  above  these  nether  skies, 

By  thee  on  eagles'  wings  upborne, 
Through  all  yon  radiant  circles  move, 
And  gain  the  highest  heaven  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


rjrjf  i  L.  M.  6 1. 

I  t  1  A  Living  Sacrifice  unto  the  Lord,  " 

WISDOM  ascribe,  and  might,  and  praise, 
To  God,  who  lengthens  out  our  days ; 
Who  spares  us  yet  another  year, 
And  makes  us  see  his  goodness  here: 
O  may  we  all  the  time  redeem, 
And  henceforth  live  and  die  to  him ! 

2  How  often,  when  his  arm  was  bared, 
Hath  he  our  sinful  Israel  spared ; 
"Let  me  alone,"  his  mercy  cried. 
And  turned  the  vengeful  bolt  aside: 
Indulged  another  kind  reprieve, 

And  strangely  suffered  us  to  live. 

3  Merciful  God,  how  shall  we  raise 
Our  hearts  to  pay  thee  all  thy  praise? 
Our  hearts  shall  beat  for  thee  alone ; 

Our  lives  shall  make  thy  goodness  known; 
Our  souls  and  bodies  shall  be  thine, 
A  living  sacrifice  divine. 

diaries  Wesley. 

rrrfi)  H.  M. 

11-6    The  Bridegroom  Cometh. 

YE  VIRGIN  souls,  arise  • 
With  all  the  dead,  awake ; 
Unto  salvation  wise, 
Oil  in  your  vessels  take: 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight  ciy, 
"Behold  the  heavenly  Bridegroom  nigh!" 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  ca'l 
The  nations  to  his  bar, 

And  take  to  glory  all 
Who  meet  for  glory  are : 
Made  ready  for  your  full  reward ; 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  the  Lord. 

3  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Your  everlasting  Friend ; 

Your  Head  to  glorify. 

With  all  his  saints  ascend : 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

4  The  everlasting  doors 
Shall  soon  the  saints  receive, 

With  seraphs,  thrones,  and  powers, 
In  glorious  joy  to  live : 
Far  from  a  world  "of  grief  and  sin, 
With  God  eternally  shut  in. 

5  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  sound : 
To  see  our  Lord  appear. 
Ma}*  we  be  watching  found : 
And  when  thou  dost  the  heavens  bow. 
Be  found — as,  Lord,  thou  findest  us  now. 
Charles  Wesley. 

77Q  H.  M. 

/  ID    The  Barren  Fig-tree. 

THE  Lord  of  earth  and  sky, 
The  God  of  ages,  praise". 
Who  reigns  enthroned  on  high, 
Ancient  of  endless  days ; 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trials  here, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 
2  Barren  and  withered  trees. 

We  cumbered  long  the  ground; 
No  fruit  of  holiness 
On  our  dead  souls  was  found ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  spare, 
Another  and  another  year. 
500 


WATCH  NIGHT. 

3  When  justice  bared  the  sword 
To  cut  the  rig-tree  down, 

The  pity  of  the  Lord 
Cried,  '; Let  it  still  alone:" 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  ear, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

4  Jesus,  thy  speaking'  blood 
From  God  obtained  the  grace, 

Who  therefore  hath  bestowed 
On  us  a  longer  space ; 
Thou  didst  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And,  lo !  we  see  another  year. 

5  Then  dig  about  the  root; 
Break  up  our  fallow  ground; 

And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
To  thy  great  praise  abound; 
O  let  us  all  thy  praise  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 

Charles  Wesley. 


774 


Retrospect  of  the  Year. 
TT7HILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
VV      Hasted  through  the  former  year. 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here: 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state. 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 
But  how  little — none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 
501 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive . 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew : 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  Jive 

With  eternity  in  view: 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old. 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love : 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told. 

May  we  reign  with  thee  above. 

J.  Jk'ewUm. 


77  K  U.M. 

I   i  V    Renewing  the  Covenant. 

CKJME.  let  us  use  the  grace  divine 
/    And  all,  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord ; 

2  Give  up  ourselves,  through  Jesus'  power. 
His  name  to  glorify : 

And  promise,  in  this  sacred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  covenant  we  this  moment  make 
Be  ever  kept  in  mind : 

"We  will  no  more  our  Gcd  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 
Who  hears  our  solemn  vow ; 

And  if  thou  art  well  pleased  to  hear. 
Come  down,  and  meet  us  now. 

5  Thee.  Father.  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Let  all  our  hearts  receive : 

Present  with  the  celestial  host, 
The  peaceful  answer  give. 

6  To  each  the  covena?  I  ply, 
Which  takes  our  sins  away : 

And  register  our  names  on  i 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

Charles  Wesity. 
502 


776 


NATIONAL. 

10,  5,  11. 


Bene  iced  Fidelity  and  Zeal. 

COME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
Aud  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear. 
His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream;  our  time,  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away. 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
The  arrow  is  flown, — the  moment  is  gone; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may  say, 

*T  have  fought  my  way  through; 
I  have  finisird  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do. " 
O  that  each  from  Lis  Lord  may  receive  the  glad 
word. 
"Well  and  faithfully  done! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne.'" 

Charles  Wesley. 

NATIONAL. 

777  6, 4. 

1  I   1     National  Hymn. 
TI/TY  COUNTRY,  'tis  of  thee, 
1\-L    Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died! 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride ! 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country !  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills. 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills: 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills, 

Like  that  above. 
503 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake: 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake: 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  father's  God !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
"With  freedom's  holy  light: 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King! 

8.  F.  Smith. 

.77O  6,  4. 

1  1  O  Our  Native  Land. 

GOD  bless  our  native  land ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 
Through  storm  and  night: 
"When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  wind  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 
By  thy  great  might! 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies; 

On  him  we  wait: 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State! 

John  8.  Invight. 

770  C.  M. 

I   I  V  Deliverances  ascribed  to  God. 

OLORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 
In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  dajTs  performed, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 
004 


NATIONAL. 

2  Twas  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword, 
To  them  salvation  gave : 

'Twas  not  their  number,  or  their  strength, 
That  did  their  country  save. 

3  But  thy  right  hand,  thy  powerful  arm, 
Whose  succor  they  implored ; 

Thy  providence  protected  them, 
Who  thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  owned, 
So  thou  art  still  our  King ; 

O,  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliverance  bring. 

5  To  thee  the  glory  we  ascribe, 

From  whom  salvation  came ; 
In  God,  our  shield,  we  will  rejoice, 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 

Tate  and  Brady. 


7QA  L.  M. 

J  OVJ  God,  the  Nation's  Guardian. 

GREAT  God !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  earth's  extended  kingdoms  lie; 
Whose  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all, 
VV  hose  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall ; 

2  We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne ; 
Thy  power  we  see — thy  greatness  own; 
Yet,  cherished  by  thy  milder  voice, 
Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 

3  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown , 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own ; 
To  thee,  with  grateful  hearts,  shall  raise 
The  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 

4  Led  on  by  thine  unerring  aid, 
Secure  the  paths  of  life  we  tread 
And,  freely  as  the  vital  air, 

Thy  first  and  noblest  bounties  share. 
C03 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Great  God,  our  Guardian,  Guide,  and  Friend  I 
O  still  thy  sheltering  arm  extend ; 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 
For  ages  let  thy  kindness  last. 

W.  Jioscoe. 

,701  L.  M. 

I  O  I      GocVs  Goodness  Crowns  the  Year. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 

To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

3  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores, 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

4  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade. 

5  O  may  our  more  harmonious  tongue 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  song ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

P.  Doddridge. 

7OO  L.  M. 

I  O/u        National  Blessings. 

GREAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 
Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise ; 
With  humble  heart,  and  bending  knee, 
We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 
2Thy  name  we  bless,  almighty  God, 
For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod, 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 
506 


NATIONAL. 

3  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 
And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray ; 

Here  thou  our  fathers1  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

4  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 
Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds; 

Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 
And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

5  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear; 
In  danger  still  our  guardian  be; 

O,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here; 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

Unknown. 


rjroq  0,4. 

I  OO      Praise  to  the  God  of  Harvest. 

THE  God  of  harvest  praise; 
lu  loud  thanksgiving  raise 
Haud,  heart,  aud  voice; 
The  valleys  smile  aud  siug, 
Forests  aud  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 
The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  Iris  holy  name, 
Aud  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty, — but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amid  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise; 
Hands,  hearts,  aud  voices,  raise, 

With  sweet  accord; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  soug 
Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

J.  Montgomery, 
507 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

I  Oi  Thanksgiving  for  National  Peace. 

GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  of  thine  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise: 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rash  to  arms, 
And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign, 

Ami  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  dyes  the  hostile  plain, — 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their  pow- 
er;- 
Thy  law  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing; 
Sweet  peace,  with  her  what  blessings  fled! 

Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs; 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore: 

O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness  and  adore. 

Anne  Steele. 


785 


FASTS. 

C.  M. 

Deprecating  the  Anger  of  God. 

BEHOLD,  O  Lord!  before  thy  throne 
Thy  mourning  people  bend : 
■Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand 

Thy  dreadful  power  display; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land. 

And  yet  we  live  to  pray. 
508 


FASTS, 

3  And  why,  great  God,  are  we  thus  spared 
Ungrateful  as  we  are? 

O  mate  thine  awful  warnings  heard, 
While  mercy  cries,  "Forbear  V 

4  0  turn  us,  turn  us,  blessed  Lord, 
By  thine  almighty  grace ; 

Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  ever  seek  thy  face. 

5  Hear  thou  our  prayers,  and  grant  us  sail ; 
Bid  wars  forever  cease: 

Heal  every  breach  that  sin  has  made, 
And  bless  our  land  with  peace. 

Anne  Steele. 


non  X  M.  61. 

/  00     Unfaithfulness  Lamented. 

OGOD,  thy  righteousness  we  own; 
Judgment  is  at  thy  house  begun ; 
AVith  humble  awe  thy  rod  we  hear, 
Aud  guilty  in  thy  sight  appear; 
"We  cannot  in  thy  judgment  stand, 
But  sink  beneath  thy  mighty  hand. 

2  Our  mouth  as  in  the  dust  we  lay, 
And  still  for  mercy,  mercy  pray ; 
Unworthy  to  behold  thy  face, 
Unfaithful  stewards  of  thy  grace, 
Our  sin  and  wickedness  we  own, 
And  deeply  for  acceptance  groan. 

3  TVe  have  not,  Lord,  thy  gifts  improved, 
But  basely  from  thy  statutes  roved ; 

Yet  do  not  drive  us  from  thy  face, 
A  stiff-necked  and  hard-hearted  race: 
The  melting  power  of  love  impart; 
Soften  the  marble  of  our  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

rvory  8, 7. 

iO  /    Pardon  Implored  for  National  Sivs. 

DREAD  Jehovah!  God  of  nations! 
From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications; 
Now  lor  their  deliverance  rise. 

2  Lo !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

In  thy  holy  place  we  bend ; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning; 

Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

S  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 
Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 

Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding; 
Jesus1  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

4  Let  that  mercy  veil  transgression ; 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface; 
Save  thy  people  from  oppression; 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 

Unknown* 


788 


LAYING  A  CORNER-STONE. 

C.  M. 


OO     The  Sure  Foundation. 

BEHOLD  the  sure  Foundation-stone 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 
We  now  adore  thy  name ; 

We  trust  our  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  can  we  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 
Reject  it  with  disdain ; 

Yet  on  this  Rock  the  church  shall  rest. 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
510 


LAYING  A  CORNER-STONE. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  buildiug  rise ; 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

Isaac  Watts. 

7QQ  L-M- 

I  O  V  God's  Guardian  Presence. 

THIS  stone  to  thee,  in  faith,  we  lay; 
This  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  we  raise , 
Thine  eye  be  open  night  and  day, 
To  guard  this  house  of  prayer  and  praise 

2  Within  these  walls  let  heavenly  peace 
And  holy  love  and  concord  dwell; 

Here  give  the  burdened  conscience  ease, 
And  here  the  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 
Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest? 

Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest? 

4  Ne'er  let  thy  glory  hence  depart: 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  shrine  alone ; 
Thy  Spirit  dwell  in  every  heart, 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

J.  Montgomery. 

7QA  L.  M. 

I  v\J      Seeking  a  Tabernacle. 

WHEN"  to  the  exiled  seer  were  given 
Those  rapturous  views  of  highest  heaven. 
All  glorious  though  the  visions  were, 
Yet  he  beheld  no  temple  there. 

2  The  new  Jerusalem  on  high 
Hath  one  pervading  sanctity ; 

No  sin  to  mourn,  no  grief  to  mar, 
God  and  the  Lamb  its  temple  are. 

3  But  we,  frail  sojourners  below, 
The  pilgrim-heirs  of  guilt  and  woe, 
Must  seek  a  tabernacle  where 

Our  scattered  souls  may  blend  in  prayer. 
511 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  O  Thou  who  o'er  the  cherubim 
Didst  shine  in  glories  veiled  and  dim, 
With  purer  light  our  temple  cheer, 
And  dwell  in  unveiled  glory  here. 

G.  Robinson. 


791 


DEDICATION. 

L.  M. 


The  Tokens  of  his  Grace. 

AND  will  the  great  eternal  God 
On  earth  establish  his  abode? 
And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Accept  our  temples  for  his  own? 

2  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise; 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise: 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

P.  Doddridge. 

I  v/Ci        Jehovah"1  s  Presence. 

NOT  heaven's  wide  range  of  hallowed  space 
Jehovah's  presence  can  confine ; 
ior  angels'  claims  restrain  his  grace, 
Whose  glories  through  creation  shine. 

2  Ifc  beamed  on  Eden's  guilty  days, 

And  traced  redemption's  wondrous  plan; 

From  Calvary,  in  brightest  rays, 
It  glowed  to  guide  benighted  man. 
512 


DEDICATION. 

8  Its  sacred  shrine  it  fixes  there, 
Where  two  or  three  are  met  to  raise1 

Their  holy  hands  in  humble  prayer, 
Or  tune  their  hearts  to  grateful  praise. 

4  Be  this,  0  Lord,  that  honored  place, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven; 

And  may  the  fullness  of  thy  grace 
To  all  who  here  shall  meet  be  given. 

5  And  hence,  in  spirit,  may  we  soar 

To  those  bright  courts  where  seraphs  bend; 
With  awe  like  theirs,  on  earth  adore, 
Till  with  their  anthems  ours  shall  blend. 

Unknown. 


7QO  L.  M. 

I  OO    Dedication  of  a  Hall  of  Science. 

THE  Lord  our  God  alone  is  strong; 
His  hands  build  not  for  one  brief  day, 
His  wondrous  works,  through  ages  long, 
His  wisdom  and  his  power  display. 

2  His  mountains  lift  their  solemn  forms, 
To  watch  in  silence  o'er  the  land; 

The  rolling  ocean,  rocked  with  storms, 
Sleeps  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand. 

3  Beyond  the  heavens  he  sits  alone, 
The  universe  obeys  his  nod; 

The  lightning-rifts  disclose  his  throne, 
And  thunders  voice  the  name  of  God 

4  Thou  sovereign  God,  receive  this  gift 
Thy  willing  servants  offer  thee ; 

Accept  the  prayers  that  thousands  lift, 
And  let  these  halls  thy  temple  be. 

5  And  let  those  learn,  who  here  shall  meet, 
True  wisdom  is  with  reverence  crowned, 

And  Science  walks  with  humble  feet 
To  seek  the  God  that  Faith  has  found. 
Caleb  T.  Winchester. 
513 


794 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

C.  M. 

Invoking  God's  Blessing. 

WITHIN  thy  house,  O  Lord  our  God, 
In  majesty  appear; 
Make  this  a  place  of  thine  abode, 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 

2  As  we  thy  mercy-seat  surround, 
Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart: 

And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
"With  power  reach  every  heart. 

3  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain ; 
Here  give  the  mourner  rest; 

Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
Enthroned  in  every  breast. 

4  Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 
And  fervent  prayer  arise, 

Till  highp)-  strains  our  tongues  employ, 
In  bliss  beyond  the  skies. 

Unknown. 

IUV     Pi'ayer  and  Praise. 

LORD  of  hosts !  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise-. 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare, 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread: 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land: 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  "Hallelujah!"  earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply: 
Hallelujah !  hence  ascend 

Prayer  and  pfaise  till  time  shall  end. 
J.  Montgomery. 
614 


796 


DEDICATION. 

S.  M. 


The  Safety  of  a  Nation. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God. 
And  let  his  praise  be  great; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode. 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand: 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known, 
A  refuge  in  distress ; 

How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces ! 

4  In  every  new  distress 
We'll  to  his  house  repair; 

We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 


7Q7  H.  M. 

I  V  I    Invoking  God's  Blessing. 

GREAT  King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  home, 
This  people  as  thine  own : 
Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

2  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
A  :d  grateful  praise  ascend, 
Like  incense,  to  the  skies: 
Her 3  may  thy  soul-converting  word 
With  faith  be  preached,  in  faith  be  heard. 
S15 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

S  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine,  like  polished  stones. 
Through  long-succeeding  days: 
Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  powei 
AVLiie  temples  stand  and  men  adore.. 

4  Here  may  the  listening  throng 

Receive  thy  truth  in  love: 
Here  Christians  join  tin-  song 
Of  the  redeemed  above; 
Till  all,  wh<>  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
Rejoice  in  thy  abounding  gnu  e 

li.  1 'rinds. 


798 


marri.\<;k. 


L.  M. 
VO  The  Nuptial  Vow. 

"Y\  '1TH  grateful  hearts  and  tuneful  lays, 
\\      Weeing  before  the  eternal  throne; 

And  offer  up  our  humble  praise, 
To  him  whose  name  is  <Jod  alone. 

:.'  In  this  auspicious  hour  draw  near, 
And  shed  thy  richest  blessings  down; 

Fill  every  heart  with  love  sincere, 
And  all  thy  faithful  mercies  crown, 

3  Grant  now  thy  presence,  gracious  Lord, 
And  hearken  to  our  fervenl  prayer; 

Th<'  nuptial  vow  in  heaven  record. 
And  bless  the  newly  married  pair, 

4  0  guide  them  safe,  this  desert  through, 
'Mid  all  the  cares  of  life  in  love; 

May  they  with  joy  thy  glories  view, 
In  that  eternal  world  above, 
516 


799 


MARRIAGE. 

7,6. 


Household  Love. 

OLOVE,  divine  and  tender! 
That  through  our  homes  doth  move, 
Veiled  in  the  softened  splendor 

Of  holy  household  love: 
A  throne,  without  thy  blessing, 

"Were  labor  without  rest, 
And  cottages,  possessing 
Thy  blessedness,  are  blest. 

2  God  bless  these  hands  united, 

God  bless  these  hearts  made  one 
I'd  severed  and  unblighted 

May  they  through  life  go  on : 
Here,  in  earth's  home  preparing 

For  the  bright  home  above, 
And  there,  forever  sharing 

Its  joy,  where  ''God  is  love.1' 

John  S.  B.  Monsett. 


OUU  For  a  Blessing  on  the  Union. 

FATHER  of  the  human  race, 
Sanction  with  thy  heavenly  grace 
"What  on  earth  hath  now  been  done, 
That  these  twain  be  truly  one. 

2  One  in  sickness  and  in  health 
One  in  poverty  and  wealth, 
And  as  year  rolls  after  year, 
Each  to  other  still  more  dear. 


3  One  in  purpose,  one  in  heart, 
Till  the  mortal  stroke  shall  part; 
One  in  cheerful  piety, 
One  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

W.  B.  CoUyr. 
H7 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

FUNERAL. 

QA1  S.  M. 

OVJ 1  Raised  a  Spiritual  Body. 

AND  must  this  body  die, 
This  well-wrought  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay ! 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 

Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives. 
And  ever  from  the  skies 

Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Be  heavenly  and  divine.  * 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe, 
Lord,  to  thy  dying  love: 

O  may  we  bless  thy  grace  below, 
And  sing  thy  grace  above ! 

6  Saviour,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 

Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

Isaac  Watts. 


OAO  S.  M. 

OU-&      The  Crowning  Hour. 

SERVANT  of  God,  well  done! 
Thy  glorious  warfare's  past ; 
The  battle's  fought,  the  race  is  won, 
And  thou  art  crowned  at  last : 
518 


FUNERAL,. 

2  Of  all  thy  heart's  desire 
Triumphantly  possessed ; 

Lodged  by  the  ministerial  choir 
In  thy  Redeemer's  breast. 

3  In  condescending  love, 

Thy  ceaseless  prayer  he  heard: 
And  bade  thee  suddenly  remove 
To  thy  complete  reward. 

4  With  saints  enthroned  on  high, 
Thou  dost  thy  Lord  proclaim, 

And  still  to  God  salvation  cry, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb! 

5  O  happy,  happy  soul! 
In  ecstasies  of  praise, 

Long  as  eternal  ages  roll, 
Thou  seest  thy  Saviour's  face. 

6  Redeemed  from  earth  and  pain, 
Ah !  when  shall  we  ascend, 

And  all  in  Jesus'  presence  reign, 
With  our  translated  friend? 

Charles  Wesley. 


OUO  Ofor  the  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

OFOR  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord ! 
O  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 
In  silent  hope,  may  lie, 

Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 
On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 
And  reign  with  him  above. 
519. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  0  for  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord ! 

O  be  like  theirs  iny  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 

J.  Montgomery. 

Of]  A  C.  M. 

OU  j:  Certainty  of  the  Resurrection. 

WHY  do  we  moum  for  dying  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 
As  fast  as  time  can  move? 

Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 

There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 
And  softened  every  bed : 

Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  showed  our  feet  the  way : 

Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last,  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise : 

Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground ; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

Isaac  Watts. 

.     C.  M. 
Death  Gain  to  the  Faithful. 

WHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 
When  God  recalls  his  own, 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe, 
For  an  iininortal  crown? 


FUNERAL. 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 
Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 

Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 
And  they  are  fully  blest; 

They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow ; 
God  has  recalled  his  own ; 

But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  woe, 
Still  say, — Thy  will  be  done. 

W.  II.  Bathurtt. 

o  r\r>  c.  M. 

OUU  Victory  over  the  Fears  of  Death. 

OFOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  approaching  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers. 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 
My  quivering  lips  should  sing, 

"Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I'm  secure; 
Death  has  no  sting  beside : 

The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 
Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 

Who  makes  us  conquerors,  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 

Isaac  Watts. 

OA7  CM. 

OU  I   The  Sharpness  of  Death  Overcome. 

CALM  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 
Fair  spirit,  re  st  thee  now ! 
E'en  while  with  us  thy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Dust,  to  its  narrow  house  beneath ! 
Soul,  to  its  place  on  high ! 

They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  deatn, 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

3  Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  bowers, 
Whence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone ; 

But  O,  a  brighter  home  than  ours, 
In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 

Mrs.  Felicia  D.  Hemans. 

OAQ  '  C.  M. 

OUO    A  ^  oice  from  the  Grave. 

HARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound ; 
My  ears,  attend  the  cry : 
"Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
In  spite  of  all  jour  towers ; 

The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Shall  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God !  is  this  our  certain  doom, 
And  are  we  still  secure? 

Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepared  no  more  \ 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 
To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 

Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
Well  rise  abovf1  the  sky. 

Isaac  Walts. 

Oily         Death  of  Children. 

THY  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 
With  transport  all  divine; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 

Thy  love  in  every  line. 
2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 
5CXI 


FUNERAL.. 

3  I  take  these  little  lambs,  said  he, 
And  lay  them  in  my  breast ; 

Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
But  can't  dissolve  my  love ; 

Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 

O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  forever  thine. 

S.  Stennett. 


810 


7. 
Death  of  a  Child. 
TT^HEREFORE  should  I  make  my  mw, 
V  \      Now  the  darling  child  is  dead? 
He  to  early  rest  is  gone, 
He  to  paradise  is  fled: 

1  shall  go  to  him,  but  he 
Never  shall  return  to  me. 

2  God  forbids  his  longer  stay; 
God  recalls  the  precious  loan; 

God  hath  taken  him  away, 

From  my  bosom  to  his  own: 
Surely  what  he  wills  is  best ; 
Happy  in  his  will  I  rest. 

3  Faith  cries  out,  "It  is  the  Lord, 
Let  him  do  as  seems  him  good ! 

Be  thy  holy  name  adored ; 

Take  the  gift  awhile  bestowed: 
Take  the  child  no  longer  mine ; 
Thine  he  is,  forever  thine." 

Charles  Wesley. 
523 


81] 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

7,  8,  7. 
Death  of  a  Little  Child. 

TENDER  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled 
Now  thy  little  lamb's  brief  weeping: 
Ah,  how  peaceful,  pale,  and  mild 
In  its  narrow  bed  'tis  sleeping ! 
And  no  sigh  of  anguish  sore 
Heaves  that  little  bosom  more. 

2  In  this  world  of  care  and  pain, 
Lord,  thou  wouldst  no  longer  leave  it; 

To  the  suuny  heavenly  plain 

Thou  dost  now  with  joy  receive  it; 
Clothed  in  robes  of  spotless  white, 
Now  it  dwells  with  thee  in  light. 

3  Ah,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  that  we 
Where  it  lives  may  soon  be  living, 

And  the  lovely  pastures  see 

That  its  heavenly  food  are  giving ; 
Then  the  gain  of  death  we  prove, 
Though  thou  take  what  most  we  love. 
From  the  German.  Tr.  by  Miss  V.  Winkwortu 


Q  1  Q  L.  M. 

O  1  u  Sown  in  Weakness,  Raised  in  Glory. 

THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipped  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 
Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 

The  momentary  glories  waste, 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

8  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 
When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows: 

Fairer  than  spring  the  colors  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 
524 


4  Or  worn  by  slowly -rolling  years, 
Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  da}r, 

The  fading  glory  disappears, 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 
With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 

Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

6  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 
If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains, 

Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

S.  Wesley,  Jan. 


O  1  Q  L.  M. 

010  Asleep  in  Jesus. 

K  SLEEP  in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep, 
rV    From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weepf 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet  I 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 

That  Death  has  lost  his  venomed  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ! 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim'that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  I 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus !  far  from  thee 
Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep,. 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

Mrs.  M.  Mackay. 
525 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

O  1  4  The  End  of  that  Man  is  Peace.^  ' 

HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 
"When  sinks  a  wear}  soul  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breastl 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms"  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  leath  destroys: 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears. 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell! 

How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 

While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies!'' 
A.  Barbauld. 

OIK  L.  M. 

OlU       The  Christian's  Parting  Hoxir. 

HOW  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 
When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  when  the  sun  with  cloudless  ray, 
Sheds  mellow  lustre  o'er  the  scene ! 

2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour; 
So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest; 

When  faith,  endued  from  heaven  with  power, 
Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 

3  Mark  but  that  radiance  of  his  eye, 
That  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek; 

They  tell  us  of  nis  glory  nigh, 
In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 
526 


iTUNERAL. 

4  A  beam  from  heaven  is  sent  to  cheer 
The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road ; 

And  angels  are  attending  near, 
To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 

5  "Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 
Whom  God's  own  Spirit  deigns  to  bless? 

To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 
Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness? 

W.  H.  Bathurst. 

Qlft  LM- 

Oil)  The  Grave  shall  Restore  its  Trust. 

UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb; 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief ,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds :  no  mortal  woes 

Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed ; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn; 
Attend,  O  earth!  his  sovereign  word; 

Restore  thy  trust — a  glorious  form, 
Called  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord. 

Isaac  Watts. 

O  1  JTjf  L.  M. 

Oil    Christ's  Presence  Makes  Death  Easy^ 

WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die? 
What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are! 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 

And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 
2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
And  we  shrink  back  agaiu  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 
5*7 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  O  would  my  Lord  his  servant  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 

While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 
Isaac  Watts. 


818 


L.  M. 

Disembodied  Saints. 

THE  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possessed, 
Enter  into  immediate  rest ; 
For  them  no  further  test  remains, 
Of  purging  fires  and  torturing  pains. 

2  Who  trusting  in  their  Lord  depart, 
Cleansed  from  all  sin,  and  pure  in  heart, 
The  bliss  unmixed,  the  glorious  prize, 
They  find  with  Christ  in  paradise. 

8  Yet,  glorified  by  grace  alone, 
They  cast  their  crowns  before  the  throne, 
And  fill  the  echoing  courts  above 
With  praises  of  redeeming  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


819 


7, 
Blessedness  of  Dying  in  the  Lord. 


HARK.!  a  voi^c  divides  the  sky: 
"Happy  are  the  faithful  dead!" 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die, 

They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed , 
Them  the  Spirit  hath  declared 

"Blest,  unutterably  blest;" 
Jesus  is  their  great  reward, 
Jesus  is  their  endless  rest, 
5?8 


FUNERAL.. 

2  Followed  by  their  works  they  go, 

Where  their  Head  is  gone  before ; 
Reconciled  by  grace  below, 

Grace  hath  opened  mercy's  door; 
Justified  through  faith  alone, 

Here  they  knew  their  sins  forgiven; 
Here  they  laid  their  burden  down, 

Hallowed,  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 
Charles  Wesley 


O/oU  Continued — The  Saviour's  Smile. 
TT  JB.Y  should  we  lament  the  lot 
VV      Of  a  saint  in  Christ  deceased? 
Let  the  world,  who  know  us  not, 

Gall  us  hopeless  and  unblest: 
When  from  flesh  the  spirit,  freed, 

Hastens  homeward  to  return, 
Mortals  cry,  "A  man  is  dead!" 

Angels  sing,  "A  child  is  born!" 

2  Born  into  the  world  above, 
They  our  happy  brother  greet; 

Bear  him  to  the  throne  of  love, 
Place  him  at  the  Saviour's  feet: 

Jesus  smiles,  and  says,  '"Well  done!" 
Good  and  faithful  servant  thou ! 

Enter  and  receive  ttry  crown ; 
Reign  with  me  triumphant  now. 

3  Angels  catch  the  approving  sound, 
Bow,  and  bless  the  just  award ; 

Hail  the  heir  with  glory  crowned, 

Now  rejoicing  "with  his  Lord , 
Fuller  joys  ordained  to  know, 

Waiting  for  the  general  doom, 
When  the  archangel's  trump  shall  blow. 
"Rise,  ye  dead,  to  judgment  come!"  ' 
Charles  Wesley. 
529 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

QQ-I  L.  M.  61. 

O  b  1          —  Whose  Faith  Follow. 

HE'S  gone !  the  spotless  soul  is  gone, 
Triumphant  to  his  place  above ; 
The  prison  walls  are  broken  clown, 

The  angels  speed  his  swift  remove, 
And,  shouting,  on  their  wings  he  flies, 
And  gains  his  rest  in  paradise. 

2  Saved  by  the  merit  of  his  Lord, 
Glory  and  praise  to  Christ  he  gives ; 

Yet  still  his  merciful  reward 

According  to  his  works  receives ; 
And  with  the  seed  he  sowed  below, 
His  bliss  eternally  shall  grow. 

3  Father,  to  us  vouchsafe  the  grace 

Which  brought  our  friend  victorious  through; 
Let  us  his  shining  footsteps  trace : 

Let  us  his  steadfast  faith  pursue ; 
Follow  this  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
And  conquer  all  through  Jesus1  name. 

4  O  may  we  all  like  him,  believe, 

And  keep  the  faith,  and  win  the  prize! 
Father,  prepare,  and  then  receive 

Our  hallowed  spirits  to  the  skies, 
To  chant,  with  all  our  friends  above, 
Thy  glorious,  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Qi)i)  .  8,  7. 

Q/j/j  The  Dying  Christian. 

HAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ending, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below ; 
Go,— the  angel  guards  attending,— 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo !  the  Saviour  stands  above ; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 
530 


FUNERAL. 

2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 

To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast; 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

To  his  everlasting  rest. 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory; 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

Charles  Wesley. 


Out)  Triumphant  Death  of  a  Brother. 

WEEP  not  for  a  brother  deceased; 
Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  released, 

Arid  freed  from. its  bodily  chain ; 
With  songs  let  us  follow -his  -flight' 
And  mount  with  his  spirit  abo;  ; 
Escaped  to  the  mansions  of  light, 
And  lodged  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  has  gained, 
Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind ; 

His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtained, 
And  left  his  companions  behind, 

Still  tossed  on  a  sea  of  distress, 
Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 

Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 
And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

3  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 
Who  sailed  with  the  Saviour  beneath; 

With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  sorrow  and  death: 
The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end; 
The  mortal  affliction  is  past: 
The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend, 
Forever  and  ever  shall  last. 

Charles  Wesley. 
631 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


824 


I L  T:   Happy  Death  of  a  Sister. 

HOSANNA  to  Jesus  on  high! 
Another  has  entered  her  rest : 
Another  has  "scaped  to  the  sky, 

And  lodged  in  Immanuel'c  breast ; 
The  soul  of  our  sister  is  gone, 

To  heighten  the  triumph  above ; 
Exalted  to  Jesus'c  throne, 
And  clasped  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 

2  How  happy        angels  that  fell 
Transported       Jesus's  name ; 

The  saints  whom       socncst  shall  call, 
To  share  in  the  feast  of  the  Lamb! 

No  longer  imprisou»-d  in  clay, 
"Who  next  from  the  dungeon. shall  fly? 

Who  first  shall  be  summoned  away  j 
My  merciful  Lord— Is  it  I t 

3  0  Jesus,  if  this  be  thy  will. 
That  suddenly  I  should  depart, 

Thv  counsel  of  mercy  reveal. 

And  whisper  thy  call  to  my  heart; 
O  give  me  a  signal  to  know 

If  soon  thou  wouldst  have  me  remove, 
And  leave  the  dull  body  below. 

And  flv  to  the  regions  above. 

Charles  Wtsley. 

B.M. 

Xo  Xight.in  Heaven. 

THERE  is  no  night  in  heaven, 
In  that  blest  world  above: 
Work  never  can  bring  weariness, 
For  work  itself  is  love. 

2  There  is  no  death  in  heaven: 
For  they  who  gain  that  shore 

Have  won  their  immortality. 
And  they  can  die  no  more, 

Fredetick  D.  Huntington. 


WESLEY'S  LAST  HYMNS. 

THE     FOLLOWING    HYMNS    WERE     COMPOSED    BT 
CHARLES  WESLEY  IN  EXTREME  OLD  AGE.   THE 
SECOND  HYMN  WAS  HIS  LAST  UTTER- 
ANCE IN  VERSE,  AND  WAS  DIC- 
TATED ON  HIS  DEATH-BED. 

£9£  LM- 

O/0\J  The  Aged  Disciple's  Prayer. 

I  TOO,  forewarned  by  Jesus'  love. 
Must  shortly  lay  my  body  down ; 
But  ere  my  soul  from  earth  remove, 
O  let  me  put  thine  image  on ! 

2  Saviour!  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind 
Be  to  thine  aged  servant  given; 

And  glad  I'll  drop  this  tent,  to  find 
My  everlasting  house  in  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


acyrf  L.  M.  6  L 

04/  /  Aged  and  Helpless. 

IN  AGE  and  feebleness  extreme, 
Who  shall  a  helpless  worm  redeem? 
Jesus,  my  only  hope  thou  art, 
Strength  of  my  failing  flesh  and  heart: 
O  could  I  catch  one  smile  from  thee, 
And  drop  into  eternity ! 

Charles  Wesley 


DOXOLOGIES. 

828  L.  M. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

T.  Ken. 

829  C.  M. 

TO  FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
"W  ho  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 
Eternal  glory  be. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

880 

SING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Charles  Wesley. 

831 

PRAISE  the  name  of  God  most  high; 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost: 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 

Unknown. 

Ovl  8,  7,  4. 

GREAT  Jehovah!  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  Gcd  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joii:ed  in  C-C1T 

On  the  iairc  eternal  thrcre: 
Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  Cue. 

W.  Good: 

m 


838 


GRACES. 


BEFORE   EATING. 


BE  PRESENT  at  our  table  Lord, 
Be  here  and  everywhere  adored; 
These  creatures  bless,  and  grant  that  we 
May  feast  in  paradise  with  thee. 


884 


AFTER  EATING. 


WE  THANK  thee,  Lord,  for  this  our  food, 
But  mere  because  of  Jesus'  blood ; 
Let  manna  to  our  souls  be  given, 
The  bread  of  life  sent  down  from  heaven- 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

P.  M. 
Rescue  the  Perishivr. 

RESCUE  the  perishing ; 
Care  for  the  dying, 
Snatch  them  in  pity  from  sin  and  the  grave ; 
"Weep  o'er  the  erring  one, 
Lift  up  the  fallen, 
Tell  them  of  Jesus,  the  mighty  to  save. 

CHORUS. 
Rescue  the  perishing, 
Care  for  the  dying, 
Jesus  is  merciful, 
Jesus  will  save. 

2  Though  they  are  slighting  him, 
Still  he  is  waiting, 

Waiting  the  penitent  child  to  receive. 
Plead  with  them  earnestly, 
Plead  with  them  gently; 

He  will  forgive  if  they  only  believe. 

3  Down  in  the  human  heart, 
Crushed  by  the  tempter, 

Feelings  lie  buried  that  grace  can  restore ; 

Touched  by  a  loving  heart, 

"\\  akened  by  kindness, 
Chords  that  were  broken  will  vibrate  once  more 

4  Rescue  the  perishing, 
Duty  demands  it ; 

Strength  for  thy  labor  the  Lord  will  provide; 
Back  to  the  narrow  way 
Patiently  win  them. 
Tell  the  poor  wanderer  a  Saviour  has  died. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 
666 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

ODD  The  Reapers. 

WE  ARE  the  reapers,  that  garner  in 
The  sheaves  of  good  from  the  fields  of  sin; 
With  sickles  of  truth  must  the  work  be  done, 
And  no  one  may  rest  till  the  harvest  home. 

CHORUS. 

We  are  the  reapers,  O  who  will  come 
And  share  in  the  glory  of  the  harvest  home? 
O,  who  will  help  us  to  gamer  in 
The  sheaves  of  good  from  the  fields  of  sin? 

2  The  fields  are  all  whitening,  and  far  and  wide 
The  world  now  is  waiting  the  harvest-tide ; 
But  reapers  are  few,  and  the  work  is  great, 
And  much  would  be  lost  should  the  harvest  wait. 

3  Go  out  in  the  highways  and  search  them  all, 
The  wheat  may  be  there,  though  the  weeds  are  tall ; 
Then  search  in  the  by-ways,  and  pass  none  by, 
But  gather  from  all  for  the  home  on  high. 

4  Then  come  with  your  sickles,  ye  sons  of  men  I 
And  gather  together  the  golden  grain ; 

Toil  on  till  the  sheaves  of  the  Lord  are  found, 
And  joyfully  borne  from  the  harvest  ground. 

E.  E.  Etxford. 


837 


Let  me  Stay.  8,  7. 


LET  me  stay;  I  fain  would  labor 
In  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord ; 
For  the  fields  are  ready  whitening, 

Jesus  says  so  in  his  word. 
Let  me  thrust  the  Spirit's  sickle, 

In  the  fields  already  white ; 
Let  me  blow  the  gospel  trumpet; 
Let  me  do  with  all  my  might. 
537 


HISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Let  me  stay  and  wear  the  armor 

That  my  Father  doth  supply, 
Let  me  cheer  the  broken  hearted, 

Help  the  pilgrim  on  his  way. 
Let  me  point  the  poor  and  needy 

To  a  boundless  store  of  grace, 
To  a  mansion  in  the  heavens, 

Where  the  weary  are  at  rest. 


3  Let  me  stay  and  warn  poor  sinners 

Of  the  danger  they  are  in, 
While  by  Christ  they're  unprotected, 

Foes  without  and  fears  within ; 
Let  me  tell  how  Jesus  loved  them 

When  he  died  upon  the  tree, 
When  he  cried  in  grief  and  anguish, 

"Why  hast  thou  forsaken  me?" 


4  Let  me  stay  a  little  longer, 

Gathering  for  the  garner  great, 
Golden  sheaves,  oh,  precious  jewels, 

Stars  in  Jesus'  crown  complete. 
Let  me  finish  all  my  labor, 

Then  my  armor  I'll  lay  down, 
And  with  Jesus  Christ,  my  Saviour, 

Ever  wear  a  starry  crown. 


5  Then  I'll  range  the  fields  of  heaven, 

And  with  angels  ever  sing, 
Hallelujah!  glory!  glory! 

Hallelujah  to  my  King! 
Then  with  white-robed  seraphs  worship 

'Round  the  Father's  great  white  throne, 
Always  crying,  Thou  art  worthy! 

Oh  my  God,  and  thou  alone. 

llev.  M.  V.  CUd*. 


838 


SOCIAL.  WORSHIP. 


Jesus  calls  me. 


8  7. 


JESUS  calls  rne ;  I  am  going 
Where  he  opens  up  my  way, 
To  the  toiling  of  his  vineyard, 
Shrinking  not  a  single  day. 
Friends  may  shun  me,  toil  await  me, 

Care  and  sorrow  be  my  lot; 
But  I've  chosen  Christ  my  Saviour, 
I  am  going,  call  me  not. 


2  Jesus  calls  me;  I  am  going 
To  the  life  prepared  for  me, 

This  poor  world  can't  fill  the  aching 

Of  my  heart,  or  set  it  free. 
O  what  anxious,  bitter  sorrow, 

Does  the  world  give  with  its  strife; 
But  with  Jesus — 0  what  glory  I 

Ending  in  eternal  life. 

3  Jesus  calls  me ;  I  am  going 
To  the  washing  of  his  blood, 

Healing  now  and  purifying 
All  who  test  the  crimson  flood. 

Flesh  may  cry,  Not  now — to-morrow; 
Idols  rise  with  wonted  power; 

Jesus  help  me,_come  and  help  me! 
Jesus  take~me  hour  by  hour. 

4  Jesus  calls  me;  I  am  going; 
Friends  and  neighbors  come  with  me; 

Hasten  now  and  gain  salvation, 
For  the  fountain's  full  and  free ; 

Test  the  grace  that  Christ  now  offers ; 
Knbw  the  worth  of  this  new  life; 

Bise  to  all  the  bliss  immortal, 
Far  beyond  this  world  of  strife. 

L.  Hartsoucrhn 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

8  OQ  8,0, 

Ov  Onhj  Trust  Him. 

COME,  every  soul  by  sin  oppi 
There's  mercy  with  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  surely  give  you  rest, 
By  trusting  iu  his  word. 

CHORUS. 
Only  trust  him,  only  trust  him, 

Only  trust  him  now ; 
He  will  save  you,  he  will  save  you, 

He  will  save  you  now. 

2  For  Jesus  shed  his  precious  blood 
Rich  blessings  to  bestow ; 

Plunge  now  into  the  crimson  flood 
That  washes  white  as  snow. 

3  Yes,  Jesus  is  the  truth,  the  way, 
That  leads  you  into  rest : 

Believe  in  him  without  delay, 
And  you  are  fully  blest 

4  Come,  then,  and  join  this  holy  band, 
And  on  to  glory  go, 

To  dwell  in  that  celestial  land, 
Where  jovs  immortal  flow. 

J.  H.  Stockton. 

o4U  Turn  Ye. 

OTURX  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die. 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says  "Come," 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 
O  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe' 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  ye  not  come? 
'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome ;  he  bids  you  come  home. 

3  In  riches,  in  pleasures,  what  can  you  obtain, 
To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  pain? 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summoned  to  die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high? 

540     P 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 


4  Why  will  you  be  starving,  and  feeding  on  air  f 
There  s  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare ; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

Josiah  Hopkins. 


841 


L.  M. 
The  Saviour  at  the  Door. 

BEHOLD  a  Stranger  at  the  door  ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before, 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  O  lovely  attitude  ! — he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands, 
O  matchless  kindness  ! — and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes  ! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will— the  very  friend  you  need ; 
The  friend  of  sinners — yes  'tis  he, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

5  Rise  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him  ere  his  anger  burn, 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return ; 
Admit  him  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

J.  Grigg. 

Q/i  O  8,7' 

kD^ZjU         The  Precious  Name. 

TAKE  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you, 
Child  of  sorrow  and  of  woe ; 
It  will  joy  and  comfort  give  you ; 
Take  it  then,  where'er  you  go. 

Precious  name  :  O  how  sweet ! 
Hope  of  earth,  and  joy  of  heaven. 
541 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Take  the  name  of  Jesus  ever, 
As  a  shield  from  every  snare; 

If  temptations  round  you  gather, 
Breathe  that  holy  name  in  prayer. 

3  O  the  precious  name  of  Jesus ! 
How  it  thrills  our  souls  with  joy, 

"When  his  loving  arms  receive  us, 
And  his  songs  our  tongues  employ ! 

4  At  the  name  of  Jesus  bowing, 
Falling  prostrate  at  his  feet, 

King  of  kings  in  heaven  we'll  crown  him, 
"When  our  journey  is  complete. 

Mrs.  Lydia  Baxter. 

040     "How  Much  Owest  Thou?" 

I  GAVE  my  life  for  thee, 
My  precious  blood  I  shed, 
That  thou  might'st  ransomed  be 
And  quickened  from  the  dead.     • 

1  gave  my  life  for  thee ; 

A\  hat  hast  thou  given  for  me? 

2  I  spent  long  years  for  thee 
In  weariness  and  woe, 

That  an  eternity 

Of  joy  thou  mightest  know. 
I  spent  long  years  for  thee 
Hast  thou  spent  one  for  me? 

3  I  suffered  much  for  thee, 
More  than  thy  tongue  can  tell, 

Of  bitterest  agony, 

To  rescue  thee  from  hell ; 
I've  borne  it  all  for  thee, 
AVhat  hast  thou  borne  for  me? 

4  And  I  have  brought  to  thee, 
Down  from  my  house  above, 

Salvation  full  and  fiee, 

My  pardon  and  my  love. 
Great  gifts  I  brought  to  thee ; 
What  hast  thou  brought  to  me? 
512 


wOCIAL  WORSHu*. 

5  Oh,  let  thy  life  be  given, 

Thy  years  for  me  be  spent, 
World-fetters  all  be  riven, 

And  joy  with  suffering  blent; 
I  gave  myself  for  thee; 
Give  thou  thyself  to  me! 

F.  B.  ffavergal. 

044  "Behold,  the  Half  was  not  Told. 

REPEAT  the  story  o'er  and  o'er, 
Of  grace  so  full  and  free: 

1  love  to  hear  it  more  and  more, 
Since  grace  has  rescued  me. 

CHORUS. 
The  half  was  never  told, 
The  half  was  never  told, 
Of  grace  divine,  so  wonderful, 
The  half  was  never  told. 

2  Of  peace,  I  only  knew  the  name, 
Nor  found  my  soul  its  rest, 

Until  the  sweet-voiced  angel  came 
To  soothe  my  weary  breast. 

3  My  highest  place,  is  lying  low 
At  my  Redeemer's  feet; 

No  real  joy  in  life  I  know, 
But  in  his  service  sweet. 

4  And  oh,  what  rapture  will  it  be 
With  all  the  host  above, 

To  sing  through  all  eternity 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

P.  P.  Bliss. 


045  Pass  Me  Not. 

PASS  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 
Hear  my  humble  cry ; 
While  on  others  thou  art  smiling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 
643 


MISCELLANEOUS. 
CHORUS. 
Saviour,  Saviour,  hear  my  humble  cry 
While  on  others  thou  art  calling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 
Find  a  sweet  relief, 

Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief. 

3  Trusting  only  in  thy  merit, 
Would  I  seek  thy  face ; 

Heal  my  -wounded,  broken  spirit, 
Save  me  by  thy  grace. 

4  Thou  the  Spring  of  all  my  comfort, 
More  than  life  to  me, 

Whom  have  I  on  earth  beside  thee? 
Whom  in  heaven  but  thee? 

Fannie  J.    Crosby. 

0  4fc  O  ' '  Cleanseth  fnom  All  Sin. " 

I  AM  coming  to  the  cross ; 
I  am  poor  and  weak  and  blind ; 

1  am  counting  all  but  dross; 
I  shall  full  salvation  find. 

REFRAIN. 

I  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  thee, 
Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow; 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now: 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee; 
Long  has  evil  dwelt  within ; 

Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 
I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee, — 
Friends,  and  time,  and  earthly  store; 

Soul  and  body  thine  to  be — 
Wholly  thine  f orevermore. 
544 


SOCIAL.  WORSHIP. 

4  In  the  promises  I  trust; 

Now  I  feel  the  blood  applied ; 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust ; 

I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 

W .  McDonald. 


RATI  v-  M- 

Oil  Peace  from  Jesus. 

I  ST  AND  all  bewildered  with  wonder, 
And  gaze  on  the  ocean  of  love; 
And  over  its  waves  to  my  spirit 
Comes  peace,  like  a  heavenly  dove. 

CHORUS. 
The  cross  now  covers  my  sins, 

The  past  is  under  the  blood; 
I'm  trusting  in  Jesus  for  all, 

My  will  is  tho  will  of  my  God. 

2  I  struggled  and  wrestled  to  win  it, 
The  blessing  tha-;  setteth  me  free; 

But,  when  I  had  ceased  from  my  struggles, 
His  peace  Jesus  gave  unto  me. 

3  He  laid  his  hand  on  me  and  healed  me, 
And  bade  me  be  every  whit  whole; 

I  touched  but  the  hem  of  his  garment, 
And  glory  came  thrilling  my  soul. 

4  The  Prince  of  my  peace  is  now  passing, 
The  light  of  his  face  is  on  me; 

But  listen,  beloved,  he  speaketh, 
"My  peace  I  now  give  unto  thee." 

W.  Craft. 


O\0)  C.  M. 

O  JtO       Entire  Consecration. 

0  WHO'LL  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
The  lowly  Nazarene? 
And  raise  the  blood-stained  banner 
Amid  the  hosts  of  sin? 
545 


MISCELLANEOUS. 
CHORUS. 

The  cross  for  Christ  I'll  cherish, 

Its  crucifixion  bear ; 
All  hail !  reproach  and  sorrow, 

If  Jesus  leads  me  there. 


2  O  who  will  follow  Jesus 
Amid  reproach  and  shame  ? 

Where  others  shrink  and  falter 
"Who'll  glory  in  his  name  } 

3  Though  fierce  may  rage  the  battle, 
And  wild  the  storms  may  blow, — 

Though  friends  may  go  forever, 
I  will  with  Jesus  go. 

4  My  all  to  Christ  I've  given, 
My  talents,  time,  and  voice ; 

Myself,  my  reputation, 
The  lone  way  is  my  choice. 

5  O  Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus, 
My  all-sufficient  Friend ! 

Come,  fold  me  to  thy  bosom, 
E'en  to  the  journey's  end. 

L.  Hart  sough. 


04V/       Spiritual  Birthplace. 

THERE  is  a  spot  to  me  more  dear 
Than  native  vale  and  mountain  •, 
A  spot  for  which  affection's  tear 

Springs  grateful  from  its  fountain. 
'Tis  not  where  kindred  souls  abound, 

Though  that  is  almost  heaven ; 
But  whe-e  I  first  my  Saviour  found, 
And  felt  my  sins  forgiven. 
54a 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

2  Hard  was  my  to?'l  to  reach  the  shore, 
Long  tossed  upon  the  ocean ; 

Above  me  was  the  thunder's  roar, 
Beneath  the  wave's  commotion ; 

Darkly  the  pall  of  night  was  thrown 
Around  me,  faint  with  terror: 

In  that  dark  hour  how  did  my  groan 
Ascend  for  years  of  error ! 

3  Sinking  and  panting  as  for  breath, 
I  knew  not  help  was  near  me; 

And  cried,  ''Oh!  save  me,  Lord,  from  deat  , 

Immortal  Jesus,  hear  me. " 
Then  quick  as  thought  I  felt  him  mine, 

My  Saviour  stood  before  me, 
I  saw  his  brightness  round  me  shine, 

And  shouted,  "Glory!  Glory!" 

4  O  sacred  hour!  O  tallowed  spot! 
Where  love  divine  first  found  me ; 

Wherever  falls  my  distant  lot, 
My  heart  shall  linger  round  thee ; 

And"  when  from  earth  I  rise  to  soar 
Up  to  my  home  in  heaven, 

Down  will  I  cast  my  eyes  once  more, 
Where  I  was  first  forgiven. 

W.  Hunter. 

S.  M. 
The  Narrow  Way. 

I  STORM  the  gate  of  strife, 
I  force  my  passage  through ; 
And  all  intent  on  endless  life, 

The  narrow  way  pursue. 
I  leave  the  world  "behind, 

After  my  Lord  to  go, 
Renouncing  with  a  steadfast  mind, 
Its  pride  and  pomp  and  show. 

CHORUS. 

V*take  the  narrow  way, 

I  take  the  narrow  way : 

With  the  resolute  few  who  dare  go  through, 

I  take  the  narrow  way. 

1  547 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  My  Father  is  a  God, 
My  heritage  a  throne; 

And  shall  I  herd  with  Fashion's  brood, 

Or  put  her  baubles  on? 
The  tinselry  of  earth, 

The  trappings  of  its  pride, 
Unworthy  of  my  heavenly  birth, 

I  spurn  them  all  aside. 

3  No  cumbrous  garb  I  wear, 
My  progress  to  impede; 

My  pilgriin  robe,  divinely  fair, 

Is  fashioned  all  for  speed. 
I  cannot  slack  my  pace, 

For  earth's  fantastic  show : 
For  like  a  flint  I've  set  my  face, 

That  I'll  to  Zion  go. 

J.  McCreery. 


or;i  p.m. 

OUJL     Christ's  Unspeakable  Love. 

I  KNOW  I  love  thee  better,  Lord, 
Than  any  earthly  joy, 
For  thou  hast  given  me  the  peace 
Which  nothing  can  destroy. 

•CHORUS. 

The  half  has  never  yet  been  told 

Of  love  so  full  and  free ; 
The  half  has  never  yet  been  told, 

The  blood  it  cleanseth  me. 

2  I  know  that  thou  art  nearer  still 
Than  any  earthly  throng; 

And  sweeter  is  the  thought  of  thee 
Than  any  lov  Ay  song. 

3  Thou  hast  put  gladness  in  my  heart, 
Then  well  may  I  be  glad ! 

Without  the  secret  of  thy  love, 
I  <>ould  not  but  be  sad, 
548 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

4  O  Saviour,  precious  Saviour,  mine ! 

What  will  thy  presence  be, 
If  such  a  life  of  joy  can  crown, 

Our  walk  on  earth  with  thee? 

F.  J.'.  Haver  gal. 

P.M. 

Jesus  my  Delight, 

0  JESUS,  delight  of  my  soul! 
How  can  I  thy  goodness  proclaim? 
'Tis  thou  that  didst  make  my  heart  whole, 

All  honor  be  unto  thy  name. 
Thou  didst  light  up  my  spirit  within, 

Proclaiming  salvation  so  free, 
When  burdened  with  sorrow  and  guilt, 
And  vileness  Avas  all  I  coidd  see. 

2  I  gave  thee  my  poor  fainting  heart, 
And  soon  thy  salvation  I  found ; 

Nor  can  I,  nor  will  I  depart 
From  One  whose  great  love  doth  abound. 

0  seal  me  and  keep  me  thine  own, 
And  wash  me  and  make  me  like  thee, 

That  I  upon  thee  may  recline: 
From  sinning  be  evermore  free. 

3  This  poor,  faithless  world  shall  all  go; 
Forever  I  turn  from  it  now ; 

For  none  but  my  Jesus  I'll  know, 
Recorded  on  high  is  my  vow. 

1  am  thine,  blessed  Jesus,  all  thine! 
The  witness  impart  unto  me; 

The  death  that  I  die  is  to  sin, 
The  life  that  I  live  is  to  thee. 

4  The  current  of  life  warmly  flows 
Upon  me  from  Jesus'  side: 

'Tis  cleansing  as  onward  it  goes; 

In  Jesus  'tis  sweet  to  abide. 
Salvation  is  full  and  all  free, 

I  glory  alone  in  the  cross, 
From  the  world  it  has  now  set  me  free, 

Its  claims  I  can  see  are  but  dross, 
548 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Go  friends,  that  would  keep  me  from  him: 

Go  joys,  that  would  share  with  his  love ! 
Go  hopes,  that  would  draw  me  to  sin ! 

Go  all,  that  from  him  would  remove. 
Corne  sorrow,  if  only  in  thee; 

I  shall  cling  to  my  Saviour  and  God; 
Come  scorn,  and  reproach,  if  left  free 

To  be  drawn  evermore  to  my  Lord. 

L.  Hart  sough. 


G'Q  P.M. 

OOO  Dare  to  be  Right. 

DARE  to  be  right;  dare  to  be  true! 
You  have  a  work  that  no  other  can  do; 
Do  it  so  bravely,  so  kindly,  so  well, 
Angels  will  hasten  the  story  to  tell. 

CHORUS. 

Then  dare  to  be  right !  dare  to  be  true ! 
You  have  a  work  that  no  other  can  do. 

2  Dare  to  be  right!  dare  to  be  true! 
Other  men's  failures  can  never  save  3-ou. 
Stand  by  your  conscience,  your  honor,  your  faith 
Stand  like  a  hero,  and  battle  till  death. 

3  Dare  to  be  right !  dare  to  be  true ! 
Love  may  deny  you  its  sunshine  and  dew. 

Let  the  dew  fail,  for  then  showers  shall  be  given: 
Dew  is  from  earth,  but  the  showers  are  from 
heaven. 

4  Dare  to  be  right !  dare  to  be  true ! 
God,  who  created  you,  cares  for  you  too: 
Treasures  the  tears  that  his  striving  ones  shed, 
Counts  and  protects  every  hair  of  their  head. 

5  Dare  to  be  right!  dare  to  bo  true! 
Cannot  Omnipotenee  ean  v  you  through? 
City  and  mansion  and  throne  all  in  sight, 
Can  you  not  dare  to  be  tree  and  l>e  right/ 

•      •  r.so 


SOCIAL,  WORSHIP. 

6  Dare  to  be  right!  dare  to  be  true! 
Keep  the  great  judgment  seat  always  in  view; 
Look  at  your  work  as  you'll  look  at  it  then. 
Scanned  by  Jehovah,  and  angels,  and  men. 

S.  J.  Vail. 


OO^r  Home!  Home!  Sweet,  Sweet  Home. 
JTl/TID  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  com- 
1V_L    plaints, 

How  sweet  to  the  soul  is  communion  with  saints. 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

Home !  home !  sweet,  sweet  home ! 

Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 

2  Sweet   bonds  that  unite  all    the  children  of 

peace! 
And,  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot 

cease, 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory,  at  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free; 
Which  hinders  my   joy  and    communion  with 

thee: 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows  may 

foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace  when  I'm  with  thee  at 

home. 

4  While  here  in  the  vaJey  of  conflict  I  stay, 

O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  day: 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  O  give  me  thy  grace ! 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face: 
Indulge  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy  throne, 
And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

551 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

6  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine, 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine, 
And  in  thy  dear  image,  arise  from  the  tomb, 
"With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 

I).  Dtnham. 

DpCp:  8.7. 

000  Per  fee.  Love. 

YE  WHO  know  your  sins  forgiven 
And  are  happy  in  the  Lord, 
Have  you  read  the  precious  promise, 
Which  is  left  upon  record? 

1  will  sprinkle  you  with  water, 

I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin, 
Sanctify  and  make  you  holy. 
I  will  dwell  and  reign  within. 

2  Though  you  have  much  peace  and  comfort 
Greater  things  you  yet  n  ay  find, 

Freedom  from  unholy  tempers, 
Freedom  from  the  carnal  mind, 

To  procure  your  perfect  freedom, 
Jesus  suffered,  groaned,  and  died, 

On  the  cross  the  healing  fountain 
Gushed  from  his  wounded  side. 

3  Be  as  holy  and  as  happy, 
And  as  useful  here  below. 

As  it  is  your  Father's  pleasure, 

Jesus,  only  Jesus  know. 
Spread,  O  spread  the  holy  fire, 

Tell,  O  tell  what  God  has  done, 
Till  the  nations  are  conformed 

To  the  image  of  his  Son. 

4  Wake  up,  brother,  wake  up,  sister, 
Seek,  O  seek  this  holy  state, 

None  but  holy  ones  can  enter, 
Through  the  pure,  celestial  gate. 

Can  you  bear  the  thought  of  losing 
All  the  joys  that  are  above? 

No,  my  brother,  no,  my  sister, 
God  will  perfect  you  in  k>va 
552 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

5  May  a  mighty  sound  f  rem  bearen, 

Suddenly  come  rushing  down, 
Cloven  tongues  like  as  of  fire, 

May  they  sit  on  all  around. 
O  may  every  soul  Le  filled 

With  the  Holy  Ghost  to-day, 
He  is  coming,  he  is  coming, 

0  prepare,  prepare  the  way. 

Unknown 


P.  M. 


O  0 0  Rejoietn y  in  Love. 

OTO  love  thee  precious  Jesus, 
O  to  know  that  thou  art  mine 
All  my  heart  I  give  thee,  Jesus, 
If  thou  wilt  but  make  it  thine. 


Precious  name,  precious  name, 
Thou  art  all  the  world  lo  me; 

All  of  earth,  all  of  heaven, 
All  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 

2  Take  my  warmest,  best  affections; 
Take  my  memory,  mind,  and  will; 

Thou  with  all  thy  loving  spirit, 
All  my  emptied  nature  fill. 

3  Bold,  I  touch  thy  sacred  garment, 
Fearless,  stretch  my  eager  hand; 

Virtue,  like  a  healing  fountain, 
Freely  flows  at  love's  command. 

4  O  how  precious,  dear  Redeemer, 
Is  the  love  that  fills  my  soul; 

It  is  done,  the  word  is  spoken, 
Be  thou  every  whit  made  whole. 

F.  Bottome. 
553 


857 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

7. 


"Cleanse  me  from  my  sin." 

SAVIOUR,  more  than  life  to  me, 
I  am  clinging  close  to  thee ; 
Let  thy  precious  blood  applied, 
Keep  me  ever  near  thy  side. 

2  Through  this  changing  world  below, 
Lead  me  gently  as  I  go ; 

Trusting  thee,  I  cannot  stray, 
I  can  never  lose  my  way. 

3  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more 
Till  this  fleeting  life  is  o'er ; 

Till  my  soul  is  lost  in  love, 
In  a  brighter  world  above. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

0£0  P.M.  8,7. 

OfJO      Rejoicing  in  Cleansing. 

BENEATH  the  glorious  throne  above, 
The  crystal  fountain  springing ; 
A  river  full  of  life  and  love, 
Is  joy  and  gladness  bringing. 

CHORUS. 

O  fount    of     cleansing,  flowing  free, 
That  fount  is  opened  wide  to  me; 
To  me,  to  me,  is  opened  wide  to  me. 

2  Through  all  my  soul  its  waters  flow, 
Through  all  my  senses  stealing, 

And  deep  within  my  sdu\  I  knc  * 
The  consciousness' of  healing. 

3  The  barren  wastes  are  fruitful  land, 
The  desert  blooms  with  roses; 

And  he  the  glory  vl  ell  lands, 
His  lovely  face  discloses. 

4  My  sun  no  more  goes  down  by  day, 
My  moon  no  more  is  waning; 

My  feet  run  swift  the  shining  way, 
The  heavenly  portals  gaining. 

F.  JJotiome. 
554 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

ie£i 


859 


Trusting. 

SIMPLY  trusting  every  day, 
Trusting  thro'  a  stormy  way; 
Even  when  my  faith  is  small, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

CHORUS. 
Trusting  as  the  moments  fly, 
Trusting  as  the  days  go  by : 
Trusting  Him  whate'er  befall, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

2  Brightly  doth  His  Spirit  shine 
Into  this  poor  heart  of  mine; 
While  He  leads  I  cannot  fall, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

3  Singing,  if  my  way  is  clear; 
Praying,  if  the  way  is  drear; 
If  in  danger,  for  Him  call ; 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

4  Trusting  Him  while  life  shall  last, 
Trusting  Him  till  earth  is  past ; 
Till,  within  the  Jasper  wall, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 


860 


8,7. 


It  Reaches  Me. 

1  O  this  uttermost  salvation, 
'  Tis  a  fountain  full  and  free, 
Pure,  exhaustless,  ever  flowing, 
Wondrous  grace,  it  reaches  me. 

2  How  amazing,  God's  compassion, 
That  so  vile  a  worm  should  prove 
This  stupendous  bliss  of  Heaven, 
This  unmeasured  wealth  of  love. 

3  Jesus,  Saviour,  I  adore  thee  ! 
How  thy  love  I  will  proclaim, 
I  will  tell  the  blessed  story, 

I  will  magnify  thy  name. 

Mary  D.  Jones. 
555 


861 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

P.    M. 


OU  1  It  is  Well  with  my  Soul. 

TT^HEX  peace,  like  a  river,  attendeth  my  way, 
\  \      "When  sorrows,  like  sea  billows  roll; 
Whatever  my  lot,  thou  hast  taught  me  to  say, 
It  is  well,  it  is  well  with  my  soul. 

CHORUS. 
It  is  well  with  my  soul. 
It  is  well,  it  is  well  with  my  souL 

3  Though    Satan    should   buffet,    though    trials 
should  come. 

Let  this  blest  assurance  control, 
That  Christ  hath  regarded  my  helpless  estate, 

And  hath  shed  his  own  blood  for  my  soul. 

3  My  sin — O  the  bliss  of  this  glorious  thought 
My  sin — not  in  part  but  the  whole. 

Is  nailed  to  his  cross,  and  I  bear  it  no  more. 
Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord,  O  my  soul: 

4  And.  Lord,  haste  the  day  when  the  faith  shall 

be  sight. 
The  clouds  be  rolled  back  as  a  scroll. 
The  trump  shall  resound,   and  the  Lord    shall 
descend. 
''Even  so*'— it  is  well  with  mv  soul. 

H.  G.  Srtcfford. 

\j\Ju        Jordan's  Strand. 

MY  DAYS  are  gliding  swiftly  by. 
And  I  a  pilgrim  stranger. 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly. 
Though  full  of  toil  and  danger." 

CHORCS. 
For.  oh  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

And  soon  we  shall  pass  over : 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore, 
We  may  almost  discover. 
55ti 


SOCIAL.  WORSHIP. 

2  "We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren,  dear., 
Our  distant  homes  discerning ; 

Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 
We  need  not  cease  our  singing; 

That  perfect  love  nought  can  molest, 
"Where  golden  harps  are  ringiug. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 
Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever, 

Our  King  says  come,  and  there's  our  home 
For  ever,  oh,  for  ever! 

Unknown. 

P.  M. 
Way  of  the  cross. 

WE  may  spread  our  couch  with  roses, 
And  sleep  through  the  summer  day; 
But  the  soul  that  in  sloth  reposes 

Is  not  iu  the  narrow  way. 
If  we  follow  the  chart  that  is  given, 

"We  need  not  be  at  a  loss, 
For  the  only  way  to  heaven 
Is  the  royal  way  of  the  cross. 

2  To  one  who  is  reared  in  splendor, 
The  cross  is  a  heavy  load ; 

And  the  feet  that  are  soft  and  tender 
"Will  shrink  from  the  thorny  road ; 

But  the  chains  of  the  soul  must  be  riven, 
And  wealth  must  be  as  dross; 

For  the  ouly  way  to  heaven 
Is  the  royal  way  of  the  cross. 

3  We  say  we  will  walk  to-morrow 
The  path  we  refuse  to-day, 

And  still  with  our  lukewarm  sorrow 
"We  shrink  from  the  narrow  way. 

"What  heeded  the  chosen  eleven 
How  the  f ortunes  of  life  might  toss, 

As  they  followed  their  Master  to  heaven 
By  the  royal  way  of  the  cross  i 
557 


864 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

7. 


Importunity. 

LORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

£  Dost  Thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 
Ah!  my  Lord,  thou  knowest  my  name; 
Yet  the  question  brings  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Once  a  wretch  thou  didst  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 
Daring  justice  to  defy; 

That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy  seat  in  prayer; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free : 
Lord,  that  niercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  passed  since  then, 
Many  changes  have  I  seen; 

Yet  nave  been  upheld  till  now; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou? 

6  Thou  hast  helped  in  every  need, — 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 

Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last? 

7  No,  I  must  maintain  my  hold ; 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold: 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

Since  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


P.  M. 
WJiy  do  you  Wait. 

Why  do  you  wait,  dear  brother, 
Oh,  why  do  you  tarry  so  long? 
Your  Saviour  is  waiting  to  give  you 
A  place  in  his  sanctified  throng. 
5.")8- 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

Why  not,  why  not? 

Why  not  come  to  him  now? 
Why  not,   why  not? 

Why  not  come  to  him  now. 

2  What  do  you  hope,  dear  brother, 
To  gain  by  a  further  delay? 

There's  no  one  to  save  you  but  Jesus, 
There's  no  other  way  but  his  way. 

3  Do  you  not  feel,  dear  brother, 
His  "Spirit  now  striving  within ? 

Oh,  why  not  accept  his  salvation? 
And  throw  off  thy  burden  of  sin. 

4  Why  do  you  v.rait,  deai  brother? 
The  harvest  is  passing  away, 

Your  Saviour  is  longing  to  bless  you, 
There's  danger  and  death  in  delay. 
Geo.  F.  Boot. 


O  0  U        Jesus  is  Mighty  to  Save. 
A  LL  glory  to  Jesus  be  given, 
J\.    That  life  and  salvation  are  free ; 
And  all  may  be  washed  and  forgiven, 
And  Jesus  can  save  even  me. 

Yes,  Jesus  is  mighty  to  save, 
And  all  his  salvation  may  know, 
On  his  bosom  I  lean, 
And  his  blood  makes  me  clean, 
For  his  blood  can  wash  whiter  than  snow 

2  From  the  darkness  of  sin  and  despair, 
Out  into  the  light  of  his  love, 

He  has  brought  me  and  made  me  an  heir, 
To  kingdoms  and  mansions  above. 

3  Oh,  the  rapturous  heights  of  his  love, 
The  measureless  depths  of  his  grace, 

My  soul  all  his  fulncrs  would  prove, 
And  live  in  his  loving  embrace. 
559 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  In  hirn  all  my  wants  are  supplied, 
His  love  makes  my  heaven  below, 

And  freely  his  blood  is  applied; 
His  blood  that  makes  whiter  than  snow. 


867 


P.  M. 


WHAT  joy  the  beloved  of  the  Lord, 
His  love  is  my  theme  and  my  song; 
He  bids  me  dwell  safely  by  Him, 
And  covers  me  all  the  day  long. 

Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 
He  covers  me  all  the  day  long. 
He  showed  me  the  fountain  for  sin, 

That  washes  and  cleanses  the  soul, 
Then  trusting  I  cast  myself  in, 
His  blood  cleansed  and  covered  the  whole. 

Hallelujah  !    Hallelujah  ! 
His  blood  cleansed  and  covered  the  whole. 
I'll  trust  Him,  though  Satan  assails, 

I'll  trust  Him,  though  floods  round  me  roll, 
I'll  trust  Him,  yes,  praise  His  dear  name, 
The  joy  of  the  Lord  fills  my  soul. 

Hallelujah  !    Hallelujah  ! 
The  joy  of  the  Lord  fills  my  soul. 

000  Hiding  in  Thee. 

OSAFE  to  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I, 
My  soul  in  its  conflicts  and  sorrows  would  fly; 
So  sinful,  so  weary,  thine,  thine  would  I  bo; 
Thou  blest  "Rock  of  Ages,"  I'm  hiding  in  Thee. 

2  In  the  c.nlm  of  the  noontide  in  sorrows  lone  hour, 
In  times  when  temptation  easts  o'er  me  its  power; 
In  the  tempests  of  life,  on  its  wide,  heaving  sea, 
Thou  blest  "Rock  of  Ages,"  I'm  hiding  in  Thee. 

3  How  oft  in  the  conflict,  when  pressed  by  the  foe, 

1  have  fled  to  my  Refuge  and  breathed  out  my  woe ; 
How  often  when  trials  like  sea-billows  roll, 
Have  I  hidden  in  Thee,  O  Thou  Rock  of  my  soul. 

Rev.  Win.  0.  Cue'hing, 
560 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


Abba,  Father,  hear  thy  child 451 

Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  even-tide 537 

According  to  thy  gracious  word 2  30 

A.  charge  to  keep  i  have 539  V. 

A  goodly,  formal  saint , . .  307 

Ah,  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess 623 

Ah,  whither  should  I  go ,.  353 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 93  "/- 

All  glory  to  God  in  the  sky 77 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 56   "A 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord .  2 18 

All  praise  to  thee  who  safe  hast  kept 268 

All  praise  to  the  Lamb!  accepted  I  a^i . .  405 

All  scenes  alike,  engaging  prove. . , 590 

All  things  are  possible  to  him 482 

Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame 158 

Almost  persuaded  now  to  believe. . . ,. 333 

Amazing  grace  how  sweet  the „ 401 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 5">3  >• 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God 603 

And  am  I  born  to  die 163  If* 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die , 148  "*. 

And  are  we  yet  alive , 233  >C 

And  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 395 

And  can  I  jret  delay 354  "J*- 

And  did  my  Lord  on  earth  endure 742 

And  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest 7.20 

And  let  our  bodies  part 301 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 739 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought 170  *f* 

And  must  this  body  die 801 

And  will  the  great,  eternal  God 791 

Angel  of  covenanted  grace „ 505 

Angels  from  the  realms  of  glory 87 

Angels  our  march  oppose 5(\q 

Appointed  by  thee,  we  meet 4  r) 

Axe  there  not  in  the  laborer's  day Cio 


IKCEX.  HYMN 

Arise,  and  bless  tho  Lord 5 

Arise,  my  soul  arise 41G  ^ 

Arise,  ruy  soul,  on  wings  sublime 62G 

Arise,  ye  saints,  arise 569 

Arm  n*x  with  thy  w  hole  armor,  Lord 660 

Arm  ot  the  Lord,  awake,  awake,  Put 746 

Arm  of  the  Let  id,  awake,  awake,  Thine 211 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep 813 

A  stranger  in  the  world  below 728 

A  thousand  oracles  diviiie 41 

luthor  of  faith,  eternal  Word 389 

Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry 364 

Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee 512 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 63 

Awaked  from  sin's  delusive  sleep 334 

Awake.  Jerusalem,  awake 213 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 267 

Awake,  ruy  soul,  in  joyful  lays 74 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  eveiy  nerve 635 

Awake,  our  souls!  away  our  fears 535 

Away,  my  needless  fears 664 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear 6(K) 

Away  with  our  fears,  the  glad  morning 676 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear 722 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 2 

Begin  my  sold  some  Heavenly  theme 668 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 841 

Behold !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 652 

Behold,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 7S5 

Behold  the  Christian  warrior  stand 562 

Behold  the  heathen  waits  to  know 744 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  who  bears 327 

Behold  the  Sa  viour  of  mankind 92 

Behold,  the  servant  of  the  Lord 639 

Behold  the  sure  Foundation-stone 788 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace 495 

Behold  what  condescending  love 215 

Being  of  beings,  God  of  love 9 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here 645 

Beneath  our  "feet  and  o'er  our  head 141 

Be  present  at  our  table,  Lord 833 

563 


IXDEX.  HTMN 

Bid  me  of  men  beware 5S8 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 427 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 289 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 241- 

Blest  hour  when  mortal  man  retires 492 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 810 

Bondage  and  death  the  cup  contains 707 J 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons 86 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 144 

Brotht  r  hast  thou  wandered  far 708 

But  ca  a  it  be  that  I  should  prove . 445 

By  coo  I  Siloarn's  shady  rill ....  759 

By  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears 309 

Calledfrom  above,  I  rise 440 

Call  J ehovah  thy  salvation ;-J0 

Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  Cod ....  807 

Captain  of  our  salvation,  take. . . . ,'. ....  275 

Cast  on  the  fidelity .... ... ." . . . . . .  L . . . .-. .... .  601 

Centre  of  our  hopes  thou  art. . . . .... ... .... .  252 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King .....  /.,-.. ....  630  *A 

Christ,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow/. . .  r. . .  254 

Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part, :    36" 

Christ,  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day . . . . , , ; '.. . . . .  100 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join. . .... . ; . . . ...  I  235 

Come  away  to  the  skies  my  beloved. . . . . . .-. .  677' 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  Honour  217 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  One. . .  43 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost;  to  wh..  758' 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quickening  fire 4if 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  in  love ■-. . . . .  135 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire 1 77 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire 127 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  thine  influence  shed 221 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 82:J 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue,  with 

vigour  arise ....". 731 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue,  roll. .  770 

Come,  let  us  ascend 724    -. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs.  :'■. . . . . . .     57, 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above. .....:...  733 

563 


I-NDl^S.  HYJI2I 

Comb,  i<-t  us  join  with  one  accord 2G2 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine 775 

Come,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe 58 

Come,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own 466 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 502 

Come,  O  my  God,  the  promise  seal 473 

Come  ou,  my  partners  in  distress 6b7<^. 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord 137 

Come,  O  thou  Traveler  unknown 400 

Come  O  tiiou  universal  Good 463 

Come,  O  ye  siunei-s,  to  the  Lord 314 

Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above 439 

Come,  sinners  to  the  gospel  feast 312 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 6 

Come,  Spirit,  source  of  light 126 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King 47 

Come,  thou  everlasting  Spirit 227 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 671  ,\- 

Come,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord 255 

Come,  thou  long  expected  Jesus 501 

Come  to  the  land  of  peace 719 

Come,  weaiy  sinners,  come 307 

Come,  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  divine 242 

Come,  ye  disconsolate ...... ,.  - .  .^>^^,. . .  ^^  328 -^ 

Come  ye  followers  of  the  Lord 513 

Come  ye  saints  look  here  and  wonder 105 

Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  needy 304  ^f- 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord 662  -f. 

Comfort,  ye  ministers  of  grace 290 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 583 

Creator,  Spirit  by  whose  aid 42 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 210 

J  >ay  of  judgment,  day  of  wonder 167 

]  vathless  spirit,  now  arise 741 

.  >eep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made 151 

Deepen  the  wound  thy  hands  have  made 457 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  O,  sinner  draw 308 

Depth  of  mercy  can  there  be 875 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 855 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near 300 

Dread  Jehovah :  God  of  nations 787 

564 


INDEX .  HYMN 

Earnest  of  future  bliss 418 

Entered  the  holy  place  above 112 

Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord 119 

Equip  me  for  the  war 558 

Eternal  Beam  of  light  divine 591 

Eternal  depth  of  love  divine 24 

Eternal  power,  whose  high  abode 4 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 781 

Eternal  Spirit  come 134 

EterDal  Spirit,  God  of  truth 120 

Eternal,  spotless  Lamb  of  God 150 

Ever  fainting  with  desire 475 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan 296 

Expand  thy  wings  celestial  Dove 128 

Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy 690 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be  gone.  261 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 716 

Father,  at  thy  footstoolsee 251 

Father,  hear  the  blood  of  Jesus 118 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  54 

Father,  I  dare  believe 356 

Father,  into  thy  hands  alone 636 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee 360 

Father  of  all,  in  whom  alone 178 

Father  of  all,  whose 48 

Father  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds 357 

Father  of  lights,  thy  needful  aid 605 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind 509 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 172 

Father  of  the  human  race 800 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  On 452 

Father  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift 51 

Father  what'er  of  earthly  bliss 606 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be 472 

Forever  with  the  Lord 714 

Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lord,  I  go 545 

Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below 522 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 1  -f 

From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard 94 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 489  ->L 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 751  ^ 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high... 321  ' 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Full  of  trembling  expectation , . .  506 

Gentle  J  esus.  meek  and  mild 27S 

Gently  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 604 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 706 

Give  me  the  faith  which  can 755 

Give  me  to  trust  in  thee 286 

Giver  of  concord,  Prince  of  peace 247 

Giver  of  peace  and  unity 245 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 584 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 200 

Glory  be  to  God  above 236 

Glory  to  God,  whose  sovereign  grace 406 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night '^83 

God  bless  our  native  land 778 

God  is  a  name  my  soul  adores 52 

God  is  gone  up  on  high 102 

God  is  in  this  and  every  place 338 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 599 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 573 

God  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace 477 

God  of  almighty  love 508 

God  of  eternal  truth  and  grace 474 

God  of  love,  who  bearest  prayer. 501 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  niy  days 699 

God  of  my  life,  what  just  return 349 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 576 

God  of  my  salvation,  hear 372 

God's  holy  law  transgressed 195 

God,  the  offended  God  most  high 289 

Good  thou  art.  and  good  thou  doest 678 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane 613 

Go,  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord 288 

Grace,  tis  a  charming  sound 193 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shake 618 

Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine 130 

Geat  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 3 

Great  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 780 

Great  God,  indulge  my  huml  .!e  claim 420 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 782 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 796 

Great  Jehovah !  we  adore  thee 832 

506 


INDEX.  HYMtf 

Great  King  of  glory,  come. . 797 

Great  ruler  of  the  earth  and  shies --. .  784 

Great  source  of  being  and  of  love 206 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 623 

Had  I  the  gift  of  tongues 642 

Hail!  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 46 

Hail!  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  great 44 

Hail  sacred  truth  whose  piercing  rays. 176 

Hail  thou,  once  despised  Jesus 117 

Hail!  to  the  Lord's  anointed 65 

Happy  man  whom  God  doth  aid. 680 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ending 8.'2 

Happy  the  home,  when  God  is  there 274 

Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace 199 

Happy  the  souls  that  first  believed 203 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  join'd 707 

Hark!  a  voice  divides  the  sky 819 

Hark!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound 808 

Hark !  how  the  watchmen  cry 567 

Hark!  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord 408 

Hark!  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes. . .     81 

Hark !  the  herald  angels  sing. 85 

Hark!  the  Saviour's  voice  from  heaven 315 

Hark!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 99 

Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices 88 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 750 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise 149 

Head  of  the  Church,  whose  Spirit  fills 747 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent,  relent 150 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken 201 

He  comes!  he  comes!  the  Judge  severe 700 

He  dies !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies 101-4- 

Hclp,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly 533 

Help  us,  O  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear 543 

He's  gone,  the  spotless  soul  is  gone 821 

He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be 425 

High  on  a  throne  of  light,  O  Lord 546 

Ho!  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh 309 

Holy,  and  true,  and  righteous,  Lord 478 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none 32 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness 131 

5<?7 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine 132 

Holy  Lamb,  -w  ho  thee  receive 4)J2 

Holy  Spirit,  Fount  oi;  blessing lo3 

Hosanna be  the  children's  song. 760 

Hosaima  to  Jesus  on  high 824 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 295 

How  blest  the  righteous,  when  he  dies 814 

How  can  a  sinner  know 410 

How  d  >  thy  mercies  close  rue  round 096 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  597 

How  gt\  at  the  wisdom,  power  and  grace 189 

How  happy  are  the  little  Hock 689 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace 727 

How  happy,  gracious  Lord,  are  we 688 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot 730 

How  happy  the  sorrowful  man  .   657 

How  helpless  nature  lies 154 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine 214 

How  many  pass  the  guilty  night 770 

How  oft  have  I  the  Spirit  grieved 340 

How  perfect  is  thy  word 182 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 16 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 174 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 361 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  soimd 192 

Hew  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day 815 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 197 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 162 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 672 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below , 633 

Hot  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies 159 

Humble,  and  teachable,  and  mild 659 

I  and  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord 550 

I  a.,!<  the  gift  of  righteousness 465 

7f,  on  a  quiet  sea 585 

If  thou  impart  thyself  to  me , 436 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 400 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives,  And 424 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives,  What Ill 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath 681 

I  long  to  behold  him  arrayed 726 

668 


IXDEX.  HYMV 

I  love  the  holy  Son  of  Gcd 68 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 208 

I'm  going  to  mount  Zion 721 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 651 

In  age  and  feebleness  extreme  827 

In  answer  to  ten  thousand  prajers 393 

Increase  our  faith,  almighty  Lord 510 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight 392 

Infinite  God,  to  thee  we  raise 40 

In  hope  against  all  human  hope 390 

In  mercy,  Lord,  remember  mo 285 

Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer 282 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 614 

In  the  love  that  knows  no %69 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling 11 

Is  there  a  thing  too  hard  for  thee 352 

I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun 658 

I,  the  good  fight  have  fought 571 

I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God 437 

I  too,  forewarned  by  Jesus'  love 826 

I  want  a  heart  to  pray 498 

I  want  a  principle  within 520 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep 398 

I  would  be  thine,  O  take  my  heart 350 

I  would  not  live  al  way 710 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 729 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise 35 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 650 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command 219 

Jesus,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee 153 

Jesus  comes  with  all  his  grace 481 

Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  cup 229 

Jesus,  friend  of  sinners,  hear 3S'> 

Jesus  froni  whom  all  blessiugs  flow 204 

Jesus  fulfil  onr  one  desire 243 

Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 246 

Jesus,  hath  died  that  I  might  live. 471 

Jesus,  I  fain  would  find 497 

Jesus,  I  fain  would  walk  in  thee 526 

Jesus,  if  thy  free  grace 540 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken ...     594 


LVD  EX  HYMN 

Jesus,  in  whom  the  Godhead's  1  ays 469 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 370 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee 253 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul ,-^,    —  ,,    t  380  ^ 

Jesus,  my  Advocate  above 110 

Jesus,  ruy  all,  to  heaven  is  gone 403  5C 

Jesus,  my  life,  th vself  apply 458 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  cry  to  thee 467 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Frieud 524 

Jesus,  my  strength  and  righteousness 293 

Tesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 541 

J  esus  my  truth,  my  way 441 

Jesus  now  claim  me  for  thine  own 555 

Jesus,  our  best  beloved  friend 468 

Jesus,  plant  and  root  in  me 430 

Jesus,  Redeemer  of  mankind 330 

Jesus,  shall  I  never  be 617 

Jesus,  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 749 

Jesus,  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us 226 

Jesus  the  all-restoring  Word 616 

Jesus,  the  Conqu'ror,  reigns 572 

Jesus  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  way 470 

Jesus,  the  Lord  of  glory,  died 107 

Jesus,  the  Name  high  over  all 2". '4 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend  to  thee 378 

Jesus  the  sinner's  rest  thou  art 435 

Jesus,  the  word  bestow ls4 

Jesus,  the  word  of  mercy  giro 292 

Jesus,  thine  all-victoi  ious  love 4.59 

Jesus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord 743 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King 59 

Jesus,  thou  soul  of  all  our  joys 70 

Jesus,  thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all 494 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 113 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 640 

Jesus !  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes 748 

Jesus,  thy  far-extended  fame 376 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly 391 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace 230 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 62 

Jesus,  we  thus  obey 223 

570 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Jesus,  where 'r  thy  people  meet 71 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  Heeding. 280 

Jesus,  whom  angel  hosts  adore 79 

Join  all  the  glorious  names 116 

Joy  to  the  world  the  Lord  is  come 82 

Just  as  I  am  without  one  plea : . .  379 

Just  as  thou  art,  without  one  trace 332 

Laborers  of  Christ  arise 549 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  dj'ing  love 2:28 

Leader  of  faithful  souls,  and  guide 637 

Let  all  in  whom  the  Spirit  glows 231 

Let  all  men  rejoice  by  Jesus  restore  J 093 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree 311 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown 01 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 326 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak 8 

Let  Hitu  to  whom  we  now  belong 455 

Let  not  tbe  wise  their  wisdom  boast 3S8 

Let  party  names  no  more 240 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast 373 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue 632 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 291 

Life  from  the  dead  almighty  God 706 

Lift  jour  eyes  of  faith,  and  see 732 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above 249 

Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high 104 

Lift  your  heads  ye  friends  of  Jesus 702 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire 529 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 374 

Lo!  God  is  here!  let  us  adore 22 

Lo !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending 703 

Long  as  I  live  beneath 450 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 615 

Long  have  I  seeui'd  to  serve  thee,  Lord 335 

Look  unto  Christ,  ye  sinners  own §24, 

Lo !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land 164 

Look  ye  saints  the  sight  is  glorious 78 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee 23 

Lord,  and  is  thine  anger  gone 515 

Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Bid 38- 

Lovd,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Fill 38 

571 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Lord,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear 530 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost 123 

Lord,  how  secure  aud  blest  are  they 421 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  eutirely  thiue 025 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remaius 423 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  every  word 654 

Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal 34  s 

Lord,  if  at  thy  command : 302 

Lord,  if  thou  hast  bestowed 644 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings 359 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 273 

Lord,  in  the  strength  of  gi'ace 641 

Lord  of  all  beiug  throned  afar 27 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee,  we  raise 795 

Lord  of  life,  when  foes  assail  us 595 

Lord  of  the  sabbath,  hear  our  vows 257 

Lord  of  the  worlds  al  iove 17 

Lord,  that  I  may  learn  of  thee 503 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin 152 

Lord,  we  believe  to  us  and  oui"s 121 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now , 28 

Lord,  when  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 68-5 

Lord,  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne 21 

Lol  round  the  throne  a  glorious  band 7:!'; 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 476 

Lovers  of  pleasure  more  than  God 324 

Master,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim 638     4 

Men  of  God  go  take  your  stations 303 

Mighty  God  while  angels  bless  thee 29 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join 80 

Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain 764 

My  country  'tis  of  thee 777  ^ 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 527 

My  Father,  my  God,  I  long  for  thy  love 692 

My  God  and  Father  while  I  stray 593 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 269 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art 18 

My  God,  I  am  thine,  what  a  comfort  divine.  694 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine 653 

My  God,  mv  God,  to  thee  I  crv 399 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love 666 

572 


INJDJfii  HYMN 

My  God  my  portion,  and  my  io\v. 684 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 667 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 627 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou 532 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less.  „ 896 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard . . . re 565 

My  soul,  through  my  redeemer's  ca . . .  404 

My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done. ...........  586 

Nearer  my  God  to  thee. t-— -" —  528V 

Never  further  than  thy  cross 608 

No  need  of  the  sun  in  that  day 723 

None  is  like  Jeshurun's  God ..».„...  679 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 64 

Not  heaven's  wide  range  of  hallow 'd  space. .  792 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 394 

Now  is  the  accepted  time 147 

Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King 180 

Now  the  sowing  and  the  weeping 544 

Now  to  the  haven  of  thy  breast 610 

O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 663 

O,  Christ  who  hast  prepared.. 72 

O  come,  and  dwell  in  me 442 

O  come  Creator,  Spirit  blest 124 

O  could  I  lose  nryseif  in  thee *. 351 

O  could  I  speak  tho  n:atchless  worth 69 

O  disclose  thy  lovely  face 368 

Of  Him  who  did  salvation  bring 191 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 38&f. 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink ...    519 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 335 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 433 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith 806 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 55\£ 

O  for  that  flame  of  living  fire 619^ 

O  for  the  death  of  those 803 

O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 342 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love .  443 

O  God,  most  merciful  and  true 479 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 156 

O  God,  our  strength,  to  thee  our  song 20 

O  God,  thou  botcomless  abyss, . . . , 25 

573 


INDEX.  HTMN 

O  God,  thy  faithfulness  I  plead 598 

O  God,  thy  power  is  wonderful 37 

O  God,  thy  righteousness  we  own 788 

O  God,  what  offering  shall  I  give 44^ 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 4<»:2  ? 

O  happy,  happy  place 718 

O  Holy  Saviour,  Friend  unseen 60:2 

O  how  happy  are  they 407 "/ 

O  how  the  thought  of  God  attracts 34 

0  it  is  hard  to  work  for  God M7 

O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace 4S4 

O  joyful  s<  mud  of  gospel  grace 456 

O  King  of  glory,  thy  rich  grace 561 

O  let  the  prisoner  s  mournful  cries 531 

O  Lord,  our  Fathers  oft  have  told 779 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive 5<>7 

O  love  divine  and  tender 799 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 444 

O  love  divine,  what  hast  thou  done 

O  love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart 647 

O  may  thy  powerful  word 559 

O  might  my  lot  be  cast  with  these 206 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower 129 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 272 

Once  mote  we  come  before  our  God 7 

One  sweetly,  solemn  thought 713 

On  Jordan's  storm  v  I  tanks  I  stand ...    ?05H 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 123 

O  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise 362 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's GUI 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive 363 

O  that  I  could  repent,  O  that 155 

O  that  I  coidd  repent,  With 343 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 438 

O  that  thou  wouldst  the  heavens  rend 341 

O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 587 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation 701 

O  thou  God.  who  nearest  prayer 534 

O  thou,  our  Saviour,  Brother*  Friend 

O  thou  that  wouldst  not  have 345 

O  thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time 39 

574 


INDEX.                                    HYMN 
0  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  t«kes  de- 
light  675 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 649 

O  thou,  who  all  things  canst  control 6:21 

O  thou,  who  earnest  from  aboves  tears 523 

O  thou,  who  driest  the  mourner' 607 

O  thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 648 

O  thou,  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne 365 

O  thou,  whom  all  thy  saints  adore 15 

O  thou,  whose  offering  on  the  tree 109 

O  'tis  delight  without  alloy 070 

Our  children  thou  dost  claim 21S 

Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven 486 

Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints 234 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 103 

Our  old  companions  in  distress 737 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace 190 

O  what  a  mighty  change 717 

O  what  shall  I  do,  my  Saviour  to  praise 409 

O  when  shall  we  sweetly  remove 725 

O  where  is  now  that  glowing  love 620 

O  whereshall  rest  be  found 146 

G  wondrous  love  divine 306 

O  wondrous  power  of  faithful  prayer 493 

Pass  a  few  swiftly  fleeting  years 161 

Peace  be  on  this  house  bestowed 276 

Peace,  doubting  heart,  my  God's  I  am 581 

Peace,  troubled  soul 588 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 90 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow . . .  828 

Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven 10 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens  adore  him 12 

Praise  the  name  of  God,  most  high 831 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise 31 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 490 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 487 

Pray  without  ceasing,  pray 568 

Prince  of  peace,  control  my  will 453 

Prostrate  at  Jesus'  feet 344 

Redeemer  of  mankind 114 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 683 

575 


INDEX  HYTCT 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest 200 

Return,  O  wanderer,  return 3^2 

Return,  O  wanderer,  to  tlry  home 320 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  win^:. 711 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 506  "^ 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean 752 

Snf  ely  through  another  week . .  - 235 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound     1S7 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 281 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 701 

Saviour  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 298 

Savk  or  of  the  sin-sick  soul 4S0 

Saviour,  Prince  of  Israels  race 307 

Saviour,  see  me  from  above 37 1 

Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee 500 

Saviour,  while  my  heart  is  tender 277 

See  how  great  a  flame  aspires 756 

See  how  the  morning  sun 270 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stands 216 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see 66 

See  the  Lord,  thy  Keeper,  stand 517 

See  where  our  great  High  Priest 1 15 

Servant  of  God,  well  done 802 

Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays 14 

Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man 299 

Shepherd  diviue,  our  wants  relievo 521 

Shepherd  of  s«  ids,  with  pitying  eye 745 

Show  pity,  Lord-  O  Lord  forgive 337 

Shrinking  from  the  cold  hand  of  death 160 

Since  all  the  van  iug  scents  of  time 574 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 830 

Burners,  lift  up  your  hearts 129 

Sinneis,  obey  the  gospel  word 313 

Sinners,  the  vcice  of  God  regard 138 

Sinners,  turn,  while  God  is  near 318 

Sinners,  turn,  why  wiil  ye  die 316 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 305 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 279 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 556 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  lay  hold 557 

Son  of  God .  if  thy  free  grace 514 

576 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Sou  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant 009 

Son  of  thy  Sire's  eternal  love -.    49 

Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high 417 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 297 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  down 411 

Spirit  of  truth,  essential  God 186 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 336 

Still  nigh  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand 582 

Submissively,  my  God 579 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour 73 

Surrounded  by  a  host  of  foes 563^ 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy 488 

Sweet  is  the  sunlight  after  rain 259' 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 258 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 505 

Sweet  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt 383 

Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal 669 

Take  my  life  and  let  it  be 454 

Taught  by  our  Lord,  we  will  not  pray 629 

Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled 811 

Terrible  thought,  shall  I  alone 142 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 169 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 173 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 287 

The  day  of  Christ,  the  day  of  God 60 

Thee,  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace 611 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name 157 

The  God  of  Abraham  praise 708 

The  God  of  harvest  praise 783 

The  gospel!  O  what  endless  charms 188 

The  great  archangel's  trump  shall  sound 165 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns  106 

The  heavenly  treasure  now  we  have 250 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 181 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 222 

The  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes 384 

The  Lord,  Jehovah,  reigns 19 

The  Lord,  my  pasture  shall  prepare 661 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky 773 

The  Lord  our  God,  alone,  is  strong 793 

677 


INDEX.  II  Y  SIX 

The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets. . .  612 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 753 

The  praying  spirit  breathe ,  49G 

There  is*  a  fountain  tilled  with  blood T.-oV- 

There  is  a  laud  of  pure  delight 704  $ 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 712 

There  is  a  time,  we  know  not  when 171  U. 

There  is  no  night  in  heaven 825 

s  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy 317 

The  sacred  bond  of  perfectness. 233 

The  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possessed 818 

The  Saviour  leuds  the  light  and  heat 209 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 53 

The  Sun  of  righteousness  on  me 462 

The  tempter  to  my  soul  hath  said 697 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate 428 

The  voice  of  free  grace 325 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 499 

This  slumber  from  my  spirit  shake 564 

This  stone  to  thee,  in  faith,  we  lav 789 

This,  this  is  He  that  came * 96 

This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore 674 

Though  eighteen  hundred  years  are  past 877 

Though  nature's  strength  decay 70V) 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright  596 
Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head. .  580 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone 67 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love 237 

Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown 413 

Thou  hidden  God,  for  whom  I  groan 339 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height 440 

Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose 682 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead 166 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace 592 

Thou  Lord,  hast  blest  my  going  out 518 

Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  I  still  depend 734 

Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord ,  .  643 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel,  and  mine 073 

Thou  Son  of  God.  whose  flaming  eyee 136 

Thou  sweet,  beloved  will  of  God 577 

Thou  very  present  aid 065 

578 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on 284 

Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love .198 

Thy  gracious  presence,  O  nay  God 612 

Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light 179 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord 809 

Thy  loving  Spirit,  Lord,  alone 485 

Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant 464 

Thy  presence,  Lord,  the  place  shall  fill 511 

Thy  word,  almighty  Lord 183 

Till  He  come,  O  let  the  words 225 

'Tis  midnight  and  on  Olive's  brow 91 

'Tis  Thine  alone,  almighty  name 765 

To  Father,  Son,   and  Holy  Ghost, 829 

To  thee,  great  God  of  love,  I  bow 483 

To  the  hills,  I  lift  mine  eyes 516 

To  us  a  child  of  royal  birth 83 

Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 212 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 232 

Unchangeable,  almighty  Lord 244 

Unchangeable,  all-perfect  Lord 26 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 816 

Urge  on  your  rapid  course 570 

Us  who  climb  thy  holy  hill. 754 

Vain  are  all  terrestial  pleasures 624 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 631 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits 139 

Victim  divine!  thy  grace  we  claim 224 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 740 

Walk  in  the  light  1  so  shalt  thou  know. . , . . .  655 

"Watched  by  the  world's  malignant  eye 660 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 75?  /- 

Weary  souls  that  wander  wide 31  £ 

We  bring  no  glittering  treasures 76'; 

We,  by  his  Spirit  prove 41$ 

Weep  not  for  a  brother  deceased. 82.: 

We  have  no  outward  righteousness 3b  J 

We  know,  by  faith  we  know ....  71." 

Welcome,  delightful  mom 26f 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 26- 

We  lift  «-><r  hearts  to  thee 21. 

519 


INDEX.  HYMN 

We  shall  see  Him  in  our  nature 76 

We  thank  Thee,  Lord,  for  this  our  food 834 

What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 763 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 175 

What  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope 422 

What  majesty  and  grace 194 

What!  never  speak  one  evil  word 426 

What  now  is  my  object  and  aim 656 

What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love 331 

What  sinners  value  I  resign 735 

:  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 491 

When  Abraham,  though  severely  tried 589 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God 684 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 554 

When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved 578 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 95 

When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain 84 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 431 

When  on  the  brink  of  death 542 

When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit 185 

When  shall  I  hear  the  inward  voice 414 

When  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 434 

When  shall  thy  love  constrain 346 

When  to  the  exiled  seer  were  given 790 

Where  are  the  dead 145 

Wherefore  should  I  make  my  moan 810 

Where  shall  my  wondering   soul  begin 415 

Wherewith,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near 347 

Which  of  the  monarchs  of  the  earth 686 

While  God  invites  how  blest  the  day 143 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting 575 

While  thou  art  intimately  nigh 695 

While  we  walk  with  God  in  light 256 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 774 

Who  are  these  arrayed  in  white 733 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 381 

Who  in  the  Lord  confide 207 

Why  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends 804 

Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 805 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 419 

Why  should  we  boast  of  time  to  come 14<J 

What  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus 540 

580 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Why  should  we  lament  the  lot 820 

Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die 817 

Wisdom  ascribe,  and  might,  and  praise 771 

With  glorious  clouds  encompassed  round 89 

With  grateful  hearts  and 798 

Within  thy  house,  O  Lord  our  God 794 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 263 

With  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 13 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 108 

Woe  to  the  men  on  earth  who  dwell 168 

Worldlings  in  the  shadow  rest. : 551 

Work  for  the  night  is  coming 552 

Workman  of  God,  O  lose  not  heart 548 

Would  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die 97 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know 628 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  hear 449 

Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim . .     75 

Yes,  from  this  instant,  now,  I  will 358 

Ye  virgin  souls,  arise 772 

Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak 461 

Young  men  and  maidens,  raise 45 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded 202 

INDEX  TO  SOCIAL  HYMNS. 

All  glory  to  Jesus  be  given 866 

Beneath  the  glorious  throne  above, 858 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 841 

Come  every  soul  by  sin  oppressed 839 

Dare  to  be  right,  dare  to  be  true 853 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross 840 

I  gave  my  life  for  thee 843 

I  stand  all  bewildered  with  wonder 847 

I  storm  the  gates  of  strife 850 

I  know  I  love  thee,  better,  Lord 851 

Jesus  calls  me,  I  am  going 838 

Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 864 

Let  me  stay  I  fain  would  labor. . .   837 

581 


INDEX.  HYMN 

Mid  scenes  of  eon fusion,  and  creature 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 862 

0  this  uttermost  salvation 860 

O  to  love  the  precious  Jesus 

O  safe  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  1 868 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for 

O  who'll  stand  up  for  Jesus 848 

O  Jesus  delight  of  my  soul 852 

Tass  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour 845 

Repeat  the  story  oe'r  and  o'er 844 

Rescue  the  perishing 835 

Saviour,  more  than  life  to  me 857 

Simply  trusting  ever)-  day 859 

Take  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you 842 

There  is  a  spot  to  me  more  dear 84'J 

"We  are  the  reapers,  that 836 

When  peace  like  a  river 861 

We  may  spread  our  conch 863 

Why  do  you  wait,  dear  brother 865 

What  joy  the  beloved  of  the  Lord 867 

Ye  who  know  your  sins  forgiven 855 


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